At the End of the Day
This crimson afternoon is getting late
with evening shadows growing ever long.
The sun is knocking loud at nighttime’s gate
as nature’s choir is singing evening’s song.
The western sky is painted coral hues
as day surrenders to the evening dusk,
and daylight slowly starting to diffuse
while giving way for darkness to unhusk.
In emerald treetops birds begin to roost,
as golden harvest moon comes into view.
The sun descends as night is introduced,
and coral sky fades to a midnight blue.
When daylight’s final breath gives up a sigh,
and puts an end to nature’s bright ballet;
like yellow diamonds twinkling in the sky,
with eagerness, the stars come out to play.
July 23, 2018
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