SUNSET
The sun is setting, far beyond the trees,
The light is dimming,
There blows a gentle breeze,
The colours fade, the day is gone,
Sunflowers nod their heads in farewell,
Trees whisper softly, "All is well."
Birds sing sweetly, cicadas hum and crickets chirp,
Time is short, as the day draws to a close,
Night is here, and today is gone forever,
But tomorrow holds all the hope for the future.
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