it comes suddenly and stays only for a little while;
that golden silver magic light of the sun sinking behind rooftops there
that makes me look up and sigh as it blazes in through an open window or door
turning the whole room burnished gold;
and I wonder and smile and breathe in and go outside
to bathe in it
wanting it to last a long while;
I cannot get enough of it
for it always comes like this,
this stealthy, sudden way;
and I grasp it close to me, beautiful—as it slowly dies,
like life.
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And it seems to go so quickly as it sets!
Cryssa
Enjoyed
Be safe,
Karen
Fee
Regis
George