It is that time of day...

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It is that time of day...

 

It is that time of day when the clouds on the horizon are getting the better of the sun

The last rays are running on the water to reach the seashore before the sun dims for the day

The low tide is softly playing between the rusty structures and corroded concrete

Of what use to be a fence to tell the beach walkers, this is the end

 

It is that time of day - When the Poets sit back with relief

As no words can rhyme with the beauty of the sun

 

It is that time of day - When the painters pack away the brush

As no mix of paint can match the colour palette of the horizon

 

It is that time of day - That Song writes pause the song

Since there is no music that can keep to the tune with the sea on the shore

 

It is the time of day - That Man stands in disbelief

What did I do to deserve...Is this all just for me?

 

 

~D~

The Place in my Soul ►

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