Sunset
I miss the sunset.
I used to see it
It might still be there
But I don't know.
But I could bet
That you could get
A double pair
Of rosy snow
in the shadowy glow
But do you care
one tiny bit
how the sunset met
the shimmery row
of twilight stars
in the sky set low
without regret
While I sit,
sit and stare
at the mellow gold glare
that is the sun
set.