Sunset

sunset

Hiding behind the red-tinged clouds,
Was the charming Golden Boy, the Sun:
Playing hide-and-seek with Father, the Clouds;
And mischievously reaching out to his Mother, the Ocean;
To fall upon her lap and go to sleep,
feeling that gentle, warm touch:
To rise again at dawn next day,
And to wake up all life on Earth.

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