Evening
When the sun travels towards the west
And casts its reflection on the rivers and seas
the then scenery is the best.
The children come out to play with sand and clay,
This makes them quite joyous and gay!
The birds fly back to their homes,
The flowers spread out fragrance,
This is evening the interval between day and night-
A time interval which shows a ray of hope between the dark and light.
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