Poem: A Twilight saga

 

by Arun, Bridgewood



"As the sun whispered good bye,

Hues of purple lit up the sky."

 

"Dancing lights  set up the tone,

For the lonely fisherman who was triumphant in his zone."

 

"Water dazzling as if on fire,

Quenching a shutterbugs burning desire."


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