Terry L. Allen
On Comes The Night - Poem by Terry L. Allen
Sunset like a cotton candy world full of color
fills the evening sky with mock representations
of the world below, now drift and float by.
Hills, valleys, rivers and fields in a panoramic
view above my head edge their way across the sky.
Clouds disapate and colors deepen
as the colorful temptress of sunset
takes flight, her time now spent.
Twilight whispers and seduces
as she brings on the blanket of night.
With bed warm promises she'll lull you to sleep
till sunrise arrives with her golden light.
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