Perfect Ending To The Day
I leave the pinewoods sombre shade
And make my way towards the shore.
Where I can watch the daylight fade.
As I have often done before.
I work all day amidst the trees
Where I can seldom see the sky.
I yearn to smell the ocean breeze
and watch the seagulls wheel and fly.
There is a spot that's known to few.
Above the sea and facing west.
Which offers an unbroken view
to watch the Sun go to his rest.
It is a privilege to see.
The western sky blush fiery red
As the Sun sinks beneath the sea.
There's nowhere I would be instead.
Than sitting high above the sea
To watch the sun set peacefully.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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