7 P.M

Almost a mirror reflection of the beginning
The journey through the sky has taken a toll on the weary sun
Deep reds and oranges spill out from the sun
Blanketing the entire sky
A tinge of purple adds a hint of royal elegance
A slight haze blurs all the colors together
Many are there to witness it
Perhaps sitting in traffic on their way home
Having to slow down because of the powerful glare
Others through the window as they sit at the dinner table
A few make their way to a hill with a good view
Enjoying the sun’s swan song
Wishing it farewell
As it sinks slowly
Fading over the horizon
One last sliver
One last flash
Before the darkness

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