The sunlight hits
The side of the hill,
Ricocheting off
Tall thin grasses.
~~~
Tickling the air
Between each
Exhale blown.
~~~
Black metal fences
shine in their glory,
The whole way round.
~~~
Funny little insects
Dance and bounce,
Illuminated
In the suns last rays.
~~~
As it falls below the horizon,
Ho-hum.
A speed
You wish
To play in slow motion.
To take in every minute
Detail
This life has to offer.
~~~
Followed by
The Shadows,
As they begin
To cast a darkness
That will soon
Swallow us whole.
~~~
Until the morning
Rises,
A trust,
We all possess.
A given,
We take for granted
each night
As the sun goes down.
DoRee MelNic 