Dahlia Rose

Rookie (12-13-58 / West Stockbridge, MA)

Golden Sunset - Poem by Dahlia Rose

The sky is painted crimson-gold
With swaths of orange and red,
As clouds of cotton candy-pink
Form above my head.

The sun is setting on the hills,
It's golden warmth is gone.
Tomorrow morning it will bring
A new day with the dawn.

And, as it slowly sinks and fades,
I bid a fond farewell,
For what the future holds for me,
Only time will tell.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 12, 2011

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