I used to stand
each evening on the back porch
waiting for the pink moment—
alpenglow.
Now the lake spreads
its rose-colored fondant
neatly from shore
to level horizon.
Talkers complain
when it’s gray;
birds perch at attention,
salute sun’s blushing descent.
From Unsalted Blue Sunrise: Poems of Lake Michigan by Kathryn P. Haydon (Prairie Cloud Press, 2023)