Sunburst's Last Rays Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sun setting in the west, bright orange globe reflecting
itself in a fast food restaurant's window, Wendy's to
be exact.

As I continue to watch, it's blood orange color drapes
itself over a little wall, just lying there basking in
the last rays of today's sunburst.

Quietly sinking into the horizon, giving me an effer-
vescent glow to remember, as it dwindles into another
corner of our world to rise on it's morning horizon.