Sunset

It’s full of vibrant color,

Under it’s light the world looks pink.

It robs me of my troubles,

And yet it makes me think.

I think of the world around me,

Of love, hope, and despair.

As I sit on a hilltop watching it,

A breeze ruffles my hair.

Of all the things I think of,

Love comes up more than the rest.

I think of my true love,

And my heart pounds in my chest.

I have not found my love yet,

But I know where he might be.

Sitting on another hilltop,

Watching the sunset with me.