Harbor Symphony: A Journey of Sunset Sailboats - Wood Print

Sunset Serenade

The boats come out to play,
Their laughter fills the bay.
As the sun will take its final bow,
Our journey's end is near now.

The canvas softens in the hue,
As their laughter echoes thru.
These sails lick the night air,
As the day departs with a flair.

The hulls lift up with the swell,
They're back upon their salty tale.

AI Edgar Allen Poe