We come from miles just to see <br /> the pain of today slip into the sea. <br /> No invoice or bill admission is free. <br /> <br /> We flock to the shore camera's in hand <br /> trying to capture the beauty and peace. <br /> The red's, orange, blues and pink's all <br /> sketched with indelible ink. <br /> <br /> Etched on the canvas of an evening sky <br /> painted in our own mind's eye. <br /> Color's so bold we never forget <br /> as if the canvas is still wet. <br /> <br /> We drink in the color's like a fine wine <br /> as seagull's sing in a painted sky. <br /> We stare into the sunset <br /> like our lover's eyes. <br /> <br /> And if your lucky and thing's are just right <br /> you might see a green flash tonight. <br /> That really makes a great night. <br /> <br /> The sun kisses the sea goodnight. <br /> We keep coming back to see where the <br /> world's best show is always free.<br /><br />jim grant<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sunset-and-seagull-s/
