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Tuesday 22 October 2013

Poem About The Sunset

For every one of us a last sunset is like a first,
A saying that has been around for years that came from someone really wise,
And every sunset that we see is one nearer to our eyes,
This evening the sun is like a huge orange ball,
Set behind the Mt Wellington hill,
It’s very very small,
And how many more sunsets for me since time does not stand ever still,
I watched it disappear from view where it set the sky was red,
A weather sign in the twilight sky of warmer days ahead,
For all of us a last sunset so very very true,
No matter what we achieve in life some of us are almost due.


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