The sea is still.
A flock of birds circle
around the watchtower
testing flight.
The sky is a subdued shade
of melon-gray.
The sun is still yawning
sprinkling rays of light
from its breath.
The air is soft and gentle.
I am here,
a witness to this setup
for another beautiful day.
beautiful sunset with a beautiful poem 🙂
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Thank you, Skydreamer. 🙂
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