Wednesday, November 11, 2020

Nov2020PAD day 11 - Color Poem

Golden Sunset


I stroll down the sidewalk looking,
for a good steal I keep checking.
I come out the door and get smacked,
In my face the sun rays do react.

With hat lowered, I still can't see.
I'm lucky to have shades on me.
Now the sky has a special glow.
Gold to dark changes so very slow.

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