Sunset
Red streaks stain an
Icy canvas, orange
Hues slide slowly between the trees,
Frosty limbs masking the death of
Each weary day, waiting
For destinies
New dawn
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What a beautiful contrast with the ice on the trees….perfect match for the poetry.
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I actually took the pictures and then went inside and wrote the poem. I love a great sunset. I just wish I had been outside 5 minutes earlier!
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