Sunset in the Valley
Over the valley, the yellow sun sets
Some travellers stop at a spot to rest.
By the lakeside a dove its feathers wets.
The water last glimmers of sunshine lets
The valley's insects like the sunset best.
Over the valley, the yellow sun sets.
The voice of the tree as the sunlight gets
The slight sounds picked up by birds in a nest.
By the lakeside a dove its feathers wets.
Far across the distance a speed-boat jets.
Darkness will the noise of the speed-boat test.
Over the valley, the yellow sun sets.
The man on the speed-boat about night frets
He wonders what time to go would be best.
By the lakeside a dove its feathers wets.
The sun bodes farewell to the valley's pets
A tired, hot traveller takes off his vest.
Over the valley, the yellow sun sets
By the lakeside a dove its feathers wets.