The Light of Dusk
The Light of Dusk
The light of dusk
Glows so slight
As the end of day
Turns to night
While greens get darker
And blues turn white
Silence foretells
The coming of night
Then shadows fade
And grass stands still
As rhythm of the day
Is reduced to nil
The trees stand in silence
Their branches held tight
And the crow calls out
This is the last flight
-Michael Crabb
Copyright © Michael Crabb | Year Posted 2015
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