
Golden sun dips below the trees,
A symphony of color and breeze.
Birds sing their evening song,
As night falls, peaceful and long.
About the Creator
Lejoy
Read my poems and sonnets they are too blissful ๐๐

Golden sun dips below the trees,
A symphony of color and breeze.
Birds sing their evening song,
As night falls, peaceful and long.
Read my poems and sonnets they are too blissful ๐๐
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