as our sun sets I reach for you
a hint please, if even this exists.
why would I question
your strength surrounds me
the wind becomes your touch
the geese flying behind me
speak the words I long to hear
yet, in a language
I cannot understand.
my eyes settle on tangerine hues
as my world settles in
for the night.
I sigh good evening, my love,
where have you been and where shall we go?
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Beautiful poem, Audrey, and I love “tangerine hues.” 💞
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Thank you, my friend ♡
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Beautiful, Audrey. The last thing to read at the close of the day.
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So glad you enjoyed this, Butch ♡
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