When evening time has come
toils of the day are done
watch the setting sun
change the face of the sky
as the evening sun sinks
into the horizon
sounds of the night
begin their symphony
birds begin to roost
their chatter slowly fades
creatures of the night
take their place on the stage
The moon rises slowly, announcing
the changing of the guard
coolnes felt all around
Earth surrendering her warmth
as the sun hides her face
Welcome to the Night.
g.mattingly 2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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