Many a Golden Sunset

Many a golden sunset,

has come warming with an orange glow -

reminding me that evening is coming but slow.

Soon the sun will wink,

beyond the horizon,

making me nostalgic -

with memories that shine.

As the curtain of night draws over the day,

somewhere from far off,

I hear an owl hoot -

As if to say, "Who? Who are you?

My reply would be simple,

I’m a dreamer,

conversing with the moon and the stars,

seeking inspiration,

long into the night,

till the sun returns with the dawn,

bringing with it new hopes and dreams

and with my nighttime inspiration.

With poetic words I’ll paint,

the sunset and purple twilight,

make the stars all seem so bright,

taking everyone into –

the mysterious dark night.