Tom Zimmerman

By Zimmt54

Final Dig

Sun bleeds gold, 
sand sizzles warm, 
Bump, set, spike in fading storm. 
Laughter rings, a joyous sound, 
Silhouettes dance,
feet barely touch ground. 
Orange orb dips low and slow, 
Final dig, a fiery glow.

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