Ode to Sunsets....

By Dewayne Allday 

A spring flower in December,

a whisper to remember,

the sunlight glistening on a ripple,

like diamonds and pearls.

Simple wiggle, little dimple,

why do you tease me so?

Don’t you know I love you,

My heart and mind you know.

A song singing in the wind,

a sound delightful to no end.

A soft bird singing love songs,

sunlight glistening on his wings.

A wind blowing from the east

bringing a fragrance fit for kings

and memories to remember

jousting my heart as it seems.

Ode to sunsets, I say who,

I dew, I dew, I dew love you.

Ode to sunsets, I say red,

painting the water,

her paint brush said.

Ode to sunsets, I say blue,

the sun has gone,

and a calm is due.