Sunset Writing Process

By Andrew R. Duckworth

Sometimes, it’s nice to go to the back patio,
And wait for the sun to set over the horizon,
Like I’ve never seen it before,
Each time a bit different.
Does it ever get old?
I hope not.
I’ll crack open a beer,
A pen and pad in my hand,
And I’ll go to work just describing.
The words I write won’t hold any meaning,
But there’s plenty found in that western sky.