No Two Sunsets Are Alike Comments

There could not be such a beauty in our world if pens like yours could not describe it.

I love the golden.... treasure of the sun itself the guardian of our world.... //////.... After reading this poem, it would not be proper to say that 'a sunset is sunset. It is, in fact, much more than that which makes each sunset unique. Thanks, Barry.

One sunset is still and another is pink. Darkness fades and light glows. Treasure of sun opens treasure of Gold of memories in this brilliant imagery. Anticipation's nights are loved well awaiting for tomorrow's destiny. Sunrise will definitely bring joy. Excellent poem is well drafted.10