At Sunset

sunsettrees

At Sunset

I kick

off

my heels

& again promise to

never

torture my feet

with those

hideous things again.

I throw a pot of water

onto the stove

& while waiting for

the tea to steep

I glance out

through the

window.

Wow.

It’s a few

minutes of hearing

the kettle whistling

before

I actually

move away from

my view

through the window.

Just before

darkness

sets in there’s a

great light show,

all

you

have to do is

remember to look

Up at the sky.

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