Sunsets have such brilliant hues.
What a wonderful sky canvas to view.
It makes me think of you.
Can we make it through the various sunsets
and all of life’s difficult tests?
It makes me ponder upon what’s next.
Can this kind of wonderful really last?
Soon the present will be our past.
Our memories will have gone by so fast.
I want to slow down the sunsets frame by frame.
Never do I want them all to be the same.
There will be some days filled with rain.
Hopefully they’ll be filed with more sunshine
and the various flavors of wine.
Like the sunsets I pray we’ll last for all of time.
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