Eventide Comes
Eventide comes with amber blush,
a hue of calm presides.
Scent of rain upon the wind,
caresses the countryside.
Slow the tawny glow fades,
as twilight steals the scene.
There upon the sky's palette,
comes a violet sheen.
Chasing the sun to the sea,
night wraps us in her cloak.
A soft deep blue on velvet black,
as the land, moonlight strokes.
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