Monday, 4 February 2008
The sun is sinking...
I love these sunsets. Every day another sunset, every day another poem. This is one by Alice Schenberger.
When the golden sun is sinking.
And your mind from care is free.
When of others you are thinking.
Will you sometimes think of me?
Thought for the day
Very nice photo, Wil
5 February 2008 at 16:00
Hi Abe! Thank you!Some sunsets are so wonderful!!
6 February 2008 at 16:29
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