Evening Blues
The sun leaves the sky
Streetlamps cast their shadows
on the land
Peaceful breezes blow and
rustle the trees standing on the pavement
A truck passes by
with its headlights on
Only a little while ago
the bright star which
is 93 million miles away
Sent down its rays onto
the pavement
Now amidst the clouds
one can see the moon
The White Face has replaced
the yellow face
A wistful feeling
is in the air
Blues on a spring evening
Let sleep carry you away
from the city
Into the dream - like world
Something we
can take joy in
with closed eyes
Something we can take joy in
with closed eyes
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2012
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