Sunset cobwebs

In the land of Sunsets,

I felt the memory of my childhood family holidays camping on the beach.

In the land of Sunsets,

I found a field carpeted with scintillating cobwebs glittering like a diamonds dust.

In the land of Sunsets,

Swings were still; waiting for a playful child to make the world happy once again.

In the land of Sunsets,

Buzzards swooped up and across corn filled fields, horses galloping beside the towering trimmed hedges.

In the land of Sunsets,

Children were running, screaming, clambering across the bright blue climbing frame like woodlice up trees.

In the land of Sunsets,

The bright yellow star was leaving behind a layer of ruby red sky