And so the final sunset
the best was saved ’til last
It really was a gorgeous one
as I walked slowly past
It cast wide golden washes
upon the silken sea
as the tide crept in a final time
from the estuary
And trundling from the Pierhead
the 4.30 train rolled by
As the sun sank down into the west
and I began to cry
The tears rolled freely down my cheeks
but no sadness there you know
For this sunset was amongst the best
of sunsets as they go
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