Poetry - sunset
The sunset::
As I look up in the sky,
There is a jet flying by,
I see the colors, red, orange, and blue,
It’s leaving a white stream just for you,
As I watch the sun set,
My eyes begin to get wet,
I think of our Father who is above,
Who gave us all this! Oh what love?
::David::
12-19-97
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