Golden

Setting sun lays its weary head

Upon rose-gold pillows

Evening winds blow and whistle

Rustling its red-gold maple leaf instruments

Thin black veil of rain-filled clouds

Whisk past a yellow-gold slice of moon

September ends in rose-red-yellow-golden sunsets

©belindabotzong2017

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