We come from miles just to see
the pain of today slip into the sea.
No invoice or bill admission is free.
We flock to the shore camera's in hand
trying to capture the beauty and peace.
The red's, orange, blues and pink's all
sketched with indelible ink.
Etched on the canvas of an evening sky
painted in our own mind's eye.
Color's so bold we never forget
as if the canvas is still wet.
We drink in the color's like a fine wine
as seagull's sing in a painted sky.
We stare into the sunset
like our lover's eyes.
And if your lucky and thing's are just right
you might see a green flash tonight.
That really makes a great night.
The sun kisses the sea goodnight.
We keep coming back to see where the
world's best show is always free.
jim grant
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sunset-and-seagull-s/
