1999
Your golden touch
Spreads over the land
Making mountains into
Valleys of shadow
And peaks of light
The green looks golden
Enriched and enlivened
And the sight takes me on a journey
Back to my youth
Staring at such a sunset
Breathless at its timeless beauty
And effervescent touch
How I played in that light
Making it my favourite time of day
Revelling in the joyousness
That it created within me
The long grass whipped at my face
Bushes scratching my limbs
As I ran
Ebullient and carefree
In the dying light
Letting dusk fall upon me
Turning into night
Quietly,
As the sun departs
Gold turning to red
And slowly to shadow
Remembering the insouciant days past
Played out in so many sunsets
I sigh to recall
And hope to never forget.