Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Sunset

In the hills
Though it is past seven
And it is expected to set by then
The sun lingers
On the horizon
Like an old friend
Tarrying at the door
To reminisce some more
Knowing there may not be
Another time like this
To remember together
Days that exist only
In the two minds
Before it is all snatched away
By the darkness
Never far away. 

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