the sun sets in the West
going down, the day is done
and as we relax and unwind
it sizzles softly into the ocean
mountains majestic
green and tall
the mighty saguaro
arms outstretched
the moon rises high
to a coyote howl
and a million stars
watch us sleep
the sun, jealous, in the East
rises early and tries to compete
although the dawn is a beautiful red
the splendor of the sunset wins
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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