Poem about how the desert sunset compares to an incoming tide. The beauty of the scene.

A little prayer for those of us who suffer from the opinion that our own opinion is all that matters.

Petals/dresses metaphor each other as, as is.

The early morning makes everything seems right with the world.

Autumn is a splendid season.

I love the colorful hues of dawn.

I love waking up and greeting the dawn each morning.

This is my favorite season of the year.