Harvesting Apple Sunsets
A glow in the far is so bright
Its sparkling with peachy canary in clear sight
A melting gold nugget into an orange citrus haze
It joyfully enlightens my wide eyed gaze
I am simply amazed
I see the watery waves it leaves in the sky
Shades of blue, purple, pink, red, and yellow all say "hi"
A red apple jumps off from a tree and tries to set itself into my gaze
Although, as the sun embraces it with a golden glittery flush I am indeed amazed
To the east of the sun, the sight of a nearby bakery faces me looking cheerfully, I stare looking dazed
Thevscent of apples and cinnamon spice travels into my nose like big prancing parades
A scent so delightful, I sigh simply with joy and look up at the beautiful sky, which is now a sherbet mesh of a maze
I see the sun set behind a tree carrying an apple, that smiles ruby-red, saying "goodnight" to this day
A harvested apple sunset
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