Sunsets
Sunsets come and sunsets go
From red to blue to indigo
When the sun's not shining, they shine bright,
They're nature's way of saying "Good night."
*First published in SMILE
Re-printed in Poetic Expressions
My Haiku
The rising sun
On the calm meadow plane
Casts its own shadow.
*Previously published in Tales Spinners
Describe what you're looking for in as much detail as you'd like.
Our AI reads your request and finds the best matching books for you.
Popular searches:
Join 2 million readers and get unlimited free ebooks