Jack of Harts

I grew up with sunsets on the lake. They looked like this flaming bar of light streaking down across the water, rippling with the waves. The color of sky and clouds reflecting around it, and sometimes you saw the sun dip into the clouds. I thought it was normal when I was young. I thought everybody could enjoy it. Then I grew up and learned how precious it was. I always take time to see a real sunset when I can now. To remind me of my youth, to remind me of sunsets on the lake.