Evening Poem by B.J. Ayers

As the sun sets and darkness descends,
The sound of nature with all it’s might,
The birds, the frogs, the crickets, they send,
The chirps, the croaks, all sounds of night,

To see in the distance, the shadows of trees,
as they reach to the stars, in the darkness above,
The smell of honeysuckles, , that grew from the seeds,
It’s only natures way, and to share it’s love,

The stars above, a magnificent sight,
They seem so close, yet so far away
A glow of their own, just shinning at night,
A purpose they have, in the darkness they lay,

As peace descends, and we think of this sight,
In hopes that tomorrow, will allow us again,
to share natures glory and all its might,
To help us appreciate, and forget our pain.