Sunset Poem by Ripper Jones

Sunset



The hills are adorned in red sunlight
Long shadows cast like spectral sight
Beams shoot out to our eyes
But what of the ones that pass us by
They go past the stars and then where?
Ponder on this as we linger on without a care.

Saturday, January 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: spiritual,sunset
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