Sunset
The sunset to me is a beauty of nature
Something no one can deny
Should I loose my sight today this will be
Rooted deeply in my mind
From now till the end of time
I love the way the sky has a blue haze
Yet also has an orange blaze
So many things can go wrong, all about me
That's when I pull up this picture for me to see
I don't claim to be an artist
But, in here, I have a slight gist
The sunsets here are the ones I find so great,
As I sit and watch while contemplating my fate
Death, has claimed many a person, dear in my life
And as I sit here staring up at this site
I am very heartened that this isn't rare
For every day ends with a sunset somewhere
Jim 1969
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem