Sunrise to Sunset
When sky plays her colour notes silent yet unyielding.
I bask in the magic of awakening
Here a hint of pink, a dash of yellow
And moon in her shapely forms looking on
There is music at sunset sky too,
The birds sing there roosting strains
There very own sweet goodbyes
Like the Soca melodies of my Trini people.
Some tend to be
Bold brassy and compelling.Others exciting as goodbyes often are
Sunrise to Sunset © gillena cox 2024
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