There's a sunset coming though a ways off yet
I can see the glow to the West
as the evening time approaches now
a bid at my behest
It's yellow, pink and pastel
and full of warming glow
foretelling of a different time
that all too soon I'll know
The golden of the evening
is a lovely thing to see
glistening on forsythia
and shining off its leaves
Particularly through the strands
of our new sunscreen door
colourful it gently sways
which is what we bought it for
And there is birdsong out there
as the sunset it arrives
a joyful song to end the day
and the pleasure it derives
The pastel pink of evening
was in the sky tonight
as I sat writing poems
and caught the lovely sight
So with my i-phone there I captured it
before it went away
attesting to the passing
of another lovely day
The silver sea lay still and calm
as dusk gathered round about
and on the shingle gazing
we watched it as the light went out
The evening faded into night
as it crept in from the west
A perfect spectacle for us
on the beach where it is best
Poet's Corner 