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The Sun Flared a Deep Gold

Written by D. A. Simpson

The sun flared a deep gold Low on the far horizon Gilding the western skies While in the east The night by degrees Encroached upon the celestial sheet As it washed the heavens In a pale ink of blue Of pastel tones subdued And bided time awhile Until the glorious finale Aloft in the crepuscular skies Had blazed its last And the firmament Yielded to a deep indigo As the curtain of nighttide Folded across a slumbering world. © 09/2021

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