Day’s end

grass

Summer breezes graze
Each blade of grass
Whipping up the current
With a little bit of sass

The vibe it creates
Brings a surge of fun
Even as the day
Is now nearly done

The memory it leaves
Is an everlasting treasure
Moments like these
Just cannot be measured

It’s so hard to say goodbye
And yet we must go
As the sun begins to sink
Beneath its heavenly glow

© 2018 Michelle Cook