Riverside

I just caught the sun going down,

Elusive as a heartbeat I’m happy to have found.

And as my heart does sometimes sink,

That setting sun is at the brink.

And as the sunset's signals glow,

My waning heart must surely know.

I'm not asleep or fantasizing,

That somewhere off, a sun is rising.

Jkf

1/31/16 o-pen 7/31/95