SUNSET

 

When the sun is slowly and finally consumed by the brilliant

Clouds of a vivid sunset, and the stragglers of the

Feathered world flee the darkness, seeking safety in their roost;

When the tired old world says "over" to another day,

And I come home to you

I feel the regeneration of youth by your touch.  The warmth

Of a vibrant spring following a cold winter is in your smile.

I am rejuvenated by your nearness.  I am whole.

I need you.

And knowing that you need me gives me strength to go on.