Norman Wilson

After the Setting Sun

IntroductionForgotten are the times the tick of a clock once chimed sobering sounds that caressed my hearts nightly dreams. As I awaken to the touch of light that burns upon a candles wick flickering my words for all to see. This drives my thoughts through the darkest of nights of loneliness that r…






After the Setting Sun
She is going to leave me in the evening
after the setting sun
when the world turns once over
in front of everyone

My heart will fall under
the moon's lasting gaze
where I stare forever
for the end of this day

She is waiting for the train
that I hope never comes
for my spirit has faltered
and I am unable to run

Beneath heaven's stars
she is leaving without a farewell kiss
as my love for her
will be forever missed




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