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Poem About The Sun Setting

Sunset is about my favorite time of day, when all the deep colors come out. The night birds start waking up and the day creatures bed down for the night. This is the only time of day when dusk comes that my light sensitive eyes feel no pain, the stress of the days are forgotten and peace finds me giving me a temporary sanctuary. I wrote this in my Creative Writing class when it was an assignment. So here it is where you can find the same peace of mind it gives me.

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Sunset

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Published: September 2013

They say a sunset is an artist's pallet,
Of colors so intense and full of pigment,
A photographer's dream.

Tonight they are the colors of autumn,
Of reds, yellows, green.
The shadows that fall,
Bring the night to life.

First the crickets dance all night.
Then the owls hoot,
Call hidden from sight.

The mares call to their foals,
at play in the fields,
"Time to bed down my little ones."

The cattle are lowing for food
Their one thought, before they rest themselves
In slumber to the sounds of the night.

The birds call to each other,
Telling them of free food,
High above the house of cats.

The barking of dogs as they round
Up their charges safe in for the night.

The children run laughing,
Being chased one more time.
Before the parents drop them
Exhausted on their beds made of clouds.

The colors are now the deepest of colors,
A painter's pallet forever changing.

As the moon softly sings us the lullaby,
"To sleep my children, to sleep."

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