Sunsets

By Andrew Paul McEwen

I sit there and just stare at a few pretty colors

I sit because I know that it is a safe spot to sit and I know that I must get

to a safe location soon if I am running outside

It could be an inherited trait to allow the mind to recognize that it will soon

be night and that you need to get to a safe location soon

I sit out in the rain and watch on my patio,

watch the rain hit the green leaves

Watch the drops go down into the soil of what needs it to live

I see the ants carrying on their life while all this happens

Birds flying to their young with a fresh meal

All of this while I sit there and watch

The fighting for life that is the ripples of my pool as the rain gives each

atom life

I then look out further upon the golf course

This man made thing

That creates the border of nature

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