Last Moments Of Daylight Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking outside at nature being nourished by the last of
this day's sunlight, capturing it's warmth before the chill
of evening comes upon it.

Trees stretching out their limbs, leaves daintily hanging
from them, absorbing all they can in last moments of day
light.

A gentle breeze blowing, moving them ever so slightly, ex-
ercising their beings and essence so everyone on earth may
see them before retiring for the night.