Tuesday, 18 July 2017


When it is at its best
The going down of the sun
Shining in all its glorious colours
Leaving us with a bye, bye
Oh such a wondrous day when it begun
Hearts and minds all agog
Ready, waiting never berating
Making you feel like dancing, prancing
With such glee and gaiety
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
29th August 2013

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Award winning poem
and taken from the file 
(c) Seasons

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