“Sunset,” New Era, Aug. 1995, 25
Sunset
As a little girl
I watched for that hour
When sun and soil
Met to kiss good night.
Atop our fence
The view was unblemished
By tree or chimney.
I perched many evenings
Hugging my knees in delight,
Resplendent radiance
Reflected in my dazzled eyes,
Always envying the sky
For its new evening gown.
Sometimes I still watch.
Tonight it was violet
with crimson lace.
Mystery by Annie Alexander