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Evenings spent alone
beneath silhouetted trees
spent close to home
but still far enough to be
away from inside.
Watching the orange sea
clouds flow like wave and tide
and the sun falls above me.
Maybe I'll hop the fence,
run away from town and city,
from where nothing makes sense
to relax beneath the sunset so lazy.
Because backyard is more a home
then home will ever be,
when evenings aer spent alone
beneath a sunset, so lazy.

Reviews

[Gandré]

I loved this wonderful tender small poem. thanks for entering my contest.

[Helena]

"Watching the orange sea
clouds flow like wave and tide
and the sun falls above me."

I loved these beautiful descriptive lines. A very good poem,
nice flow to it, sentiments beautiful and a joy to read! ~ Helena

[Ben]

Very good, Connor. i like the format. Good job!