Lesson of a Sunset
- Vangel Gable

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by Vangel Gable
This poem captures my internal growth from viewing the sunset as a “finale” to a chance at a new day. Themes: Moving On, Letting Go, Love of Nature
August night, on triple heels,
I raced the sky, I cracked my heels.
“Wait, red sun! Don’t descend,
don’t let the dusk devour your end!”

Yet shadows won, as shadows do,
my sobs, cradled, carried through.
Yet ever since, that golden glow
has marked those dearest hours I know:
With friends I trace the clouds above,
laugh at prophecies, dream of love.
At home, embraced by arms that care,
I’d linger last in twilight’s air.
I’d beg the city, Hold, don’t fade,
stay gold, don’t succumb to shade.
I feared goodbyes, I’d turn, I’d flee—
refused to let that sorrow be.
But years have taught my heart to see
the sun must set to set me free.
It’s fading light, though brief, is kind—
a promise that dawn’s right behind.
So let its afterglow grow dim,
its hymn will rise again, again.
The sunset is no cruel goodbye—
it’s perseverance in my sky.
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Vangel Gable, from Hong Kong, is a quiet but sentimental girl who sees powerful morals within small, beautiful moments in life. She captures her thoughts with poetry to foster the emotional strength of readers across the globe.






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