The rippling sea reflecting the light of the sunset
On the edge of the hill and the faint purple colour spreading over the sky
The time changing from the sea roar in the day to a nursery song
A flight of small birds flew off on their way home by heading toward a fire
Burning on the seashore in the distance

The light of the sea cottages went out one by one
I only heard the voices of two children playing with the sea turning purple here




Submitted: November 26, 2006 1:51AM

The rippling sea reflecting the light of the sunset
On the edge of the hill and the faint purple colour spreading over the sky
The time changing from the sea roar in the day to a nursery song
A flight of small birds flew off on their way home by heading toward a fire
Burning on the seashore in the distance

The light of the sea cottages went out one by one
I only heard the voices of two children playing with the sea turning purple here