As the sun slowly sets
On another spring time day
Daylight slowly fades
As the darkness comes our way
A soft evening breeze
Stirs the air around
The rustling of the trees
Makes a soft subtle sound
As I sit on my patio
Watching the day come to a close
I know that I am blessed
Living life the way I chose
5-4-20/RjH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem