Prompt:
Write a poem, where each line ends with the letter K.

In the park, I stroll along the track,
The sun sets, painting the sky with hues so bold and lack,
I hear the birds sing, a sweet, melodious quack,
A gentle breeze brushes my skin, a subtle knack,
I pause to admire nature's breathtaking knack,
Grateful for these moments, as I walk.

© Simrans