Publisher's Synopsis
In all my days I hope I never forget, the beautiful Ray's of a evening sunset. It shine's throughout red hues mixed with the blues skies; I continue to adore, then praise the Lord for his menstrual within the sky. We're losing our Parks playgrounds and springs tell me, as humans why we feel compelled to destroy these things? I was told to enjoy the simple things, because temporal only means temporary... So I crave the celestrial state of mind, so when I watch the sun gently fall beneath the clouds; It's like witnessing the pages of time.... The day is now gone afternoon closes as the night breeze reminds my senses something that I can never forget, i gaze up into the heavens in witness once again this beautiful sunset
