Magic Time Of Day Poem by Angel A. Lockwood

Magic Time Of Day



It's the time of day
When everyone seems settled
Focus is the target
Production is afloat
When a moment to reflect
is perfect.
It's that magic time of day
Which helps the rest of the day
to give way. Not sure if
the set hour even matters
It's the moment you know.
It's over, or it's a Go!

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Time taking on it's own vibration
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success