Sunset
Watching the sun go down
is the most peaceful hour of the day.
The magical tension
and the colourfull combinations
make it every day
a newborn wonder.
Only to see the sky
slowly changing in every shade
between yellow, red and blue.
And then that feeling
you wanna cherish this moment
of nature's treasure
forever.
But no painting, no picture,
nothing in the whole wide world
can give you
the same satisfaction
of a dying day.
is the most peaceful hour of the day.
The magical tension
and the colourfull combinations
make it every day
a newborn wonder.
Only to see the sky
slowly changing in every shade
between yellow, red and blue.
And then that feeling
you wanna cherish this moment
of nature's treasure
forever.
But no painting, no picture,
nothing in the whole wide world
can give you
the same satisfaction
of a dying day.
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| Auteur: demokat | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 juni 2002 | ||
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