Evening Sun

Golden sky glowing intensely

Tiny birds cruising in streams

Paper kites riding the wind, silently

Nameless clouds tracing patterns

A green land, running children

Pillars of sunlight, violently

A magic evening mystifying me with dreams

One long string yard after yard

At the end a red paper kite

Small fingers holding tight

Untold joy in her blue eyes

Tiny heart beating fast

Slates in time, chaotic events

Children’s running, flying, happy cries

From far north over the hills

Above the trees, shades of green

Single blue bright light curls

Big display, heavens screen

Evening sun, going soon

Short minutes raindrops on my palms

Another dream for some other time

A magic evening mystifying me with dreams