In the Twilight

Where are gone the crested larks and thrushes Where are sparkling pebbles on your seashore Where are the cherries from your cute crushes That would break out as we opened the door Nonetheless the orange glow in valley And the two wings spread only a little Is enticing even now to rally All my bohemian birds to sprinkle With fondness the downpour from my cuddle Now that you are again in the twilight Holding my clouds with your smiley bubble The foaming river now rippling quiet Thank you for the unexpected moonrise We must take our dark glasses off our eyes __________________________________________________ 27/8/2016