Our Sunset

Together, on the front step

we sit quietly.

Tanned, bare legs intertwined,

the last rays of sunset kiss

each dusty toe.

As we watch,

the sun

a gleaming golden disc

melts into the horizon

leaving behind a radiant sky.

The master painter has swirled

this great canvas with

lustrous, softly fading

crimson, amber, scarlet and gold.
 

September 2009