This poem was written by both of us as we were talking together at twilight~
Fall of the evening
The shimmers of light
Last ones before the dark of the night rolls in
The shadows are gathering to welcome in the night
The rays that warmed our soul gently give way
The last breath of the evening breeze caresses the sun as it disappears
To lead the moon into her spotlight
The last calls of the hedge and forest creatures echo
Through the expectant thinning light.
~S&S 2018