Sunsets. This poem was inspired by my grandpa. He said to me, "Looks like God had some fun with His paint brush today." he was commenting on the sunset, it was full of colors and I thought that would make a cool poem, so here it is!
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Sunsets are only around because God paints them in the sky,
He is the Great Artist and the Earth is merely His great easel.
He waits until the time is just right, then He paints the sky with beauty and wonder.
One could wonder how there could ever be so much color.
I think how lucky we are to live in such a bright and beautiful world.
We truly are lucky that He gave us this world.
Very lucky indeed.
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