sunset

When the day is tired,
A pink blanket is spread over the world.
The mountains yawn.
The valleys close their eyes.
The lakes reflect the wondrous light
of evening, as the sun is put to bed.


Faith Puleston

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About Faith Puleston

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I’ve been ill recently, but I’m gradually updating all the links!

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  • Zolton
    Zoltonalmost 2 years ago

    Charming! Haven’t seen you in ages!!!! : )