It was the other night I was driving
As the sun began to set
And you should have seen what I saw
It was the prettiest sunset yet
The buildings stood incredibly tall
Above the dark horizon
Everything was transformed
The colors were so surprising
The sky was dark, you see
As the sun slipped to the ground
I stopped my car in amazement
There was not a single sound
The bridge and flour mill were black
As yellow and orange filtered through
I was startled at the beauty
And I’ll bet it would startle you
We never know at the end of the day
What kind of sky nature will design
For every time is so unique
The perfect sunset I always find!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The peace of this scene really comes through...but how does one decide which is the most 'perfect sunset' because each and every one is 'perfect.' Lovely setting, peaceful reading here!