It was a cold wind in August
I was pushed on through September
A Klitgaarden special, sunset at 3.30 p.m…
Twelve hours of sunset, six thousand miles
Illusions and movies, far away smiles
Last year’s sunset special, taken out the same window of Damstedværelset.
Sunset Magic at the Lindholm Viking Settlement and Cemetery…
You needn’t gild the lily, offer jewels to the sunset.
No one is watching or standing in your shoes.
Wash your lonely feet in the river in the morning,
Everything promised is delivered to you.
On the eve of the Autumnal Equinox, OF wishes all readers a merry Harvest time!
And if I don’t see you in that Indian summer
Then I want to see you further on up the road
Photo: Sunset in Roskilde, 6.45 p.m.
(B.t.w., the building site in the picture is the new old-folks-home I’ll be moving into shortly…)
And the sun shone so bright
And it lit up all our days
December sunset, Roskilde…
Sometimes I think about Saturday’s child
And all about the times when we were running wild