David Harris

Gold Star - 4,611 Points (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Evening Picturesque - Poem by David Harris

As the day closes
the sun slips behind the horizon
filling the sky with a crimson glow,
silhouetting the mountains to purple
and tranquillity falls quietly over everything.
As the clouds of night race across the sky
and darkness brings peace once again.

7 December 2009

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 7, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, February 13, 2011

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