Licking the sky
with brilliant colors
of pink, red, yellow, and blue.
As an inferno
spitting toward the sky,
she lowers her head
and bids goodnight.
Hi, I'm Angie. Come enjoy some Island Time!
A collection of recipes, poems (when I have time), ramblings, and pictures. I mother three teenage guys and a wonderful husband, enjoy gardening and canning, and work full time outside of the home.
1 comment:
A very majestic poem for a majestic moment. Each sunset is different from the next, never to repeat in the same way. Each a miracle in of its own. Good job! :0)
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