Dusk

Dusk

Dusk

As the sun descends
It's laggard rays caressing my flank

I ascend
Climbing trunks and brambles
Looking for a twilight snack

A full day's toil
Of gently munching, straying past my fence

Draws to a close
And here I stand,
Backlit and bleating
Demanding one more treat at dusk

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