The day ends, in crimson delight,
The birds fly back home,
Kissing goodbye to the fading light.
Of promise kept and milestones crossed,
A mental note made,
a deep smile wafts through the soul.
The waters simmer through,
The waves bring in the colors of horizon closer,
A calm settles through,
A slow breeze of content blows,
Soaking up all that's left of a crimson sun.
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