Sunset's Reflection Poem by Ernestine Northover

Looking out through my window, what beauty I did see,
One magic impression, perfect for photography.
Gold skies you’d think that only a painter could create,
But it is so real not something you might fabricate,

Colours so glorious, and unbelievably fine,
As the sun starts sinking slowly behind the tall pine,
To view it, it is something beyond comprehension,
I thought that this was worth bringing to your attention.

For when a sunset’s reflection covers the whole sky,
So vivid is the hue, that it overwhelms the eye.
The single colour I observed was just amazing,
A vast vision that suddenly set my heart blazing,

It is there for just a moment, then gone in a trice,
But to stand looking in awe is enough to suffice.
For only a brief second, one instant in a trance,
There is joy on receiving such a fantastic chance.


© Ernestine Northover