Night Time
Trees stand in silhouette,
Against back drop of orange fade and pastel blue sky.
Colours a blur, fast paced streetlights,
Birds rustle treetops and take rest from flight.
Shadows dance in moonlight shone bright,
Ingenuity masks my eye,
Sound ripples and echoes,
Starry night so divine.
Dusk is a different world,
New thought in bloom.
Senses are heightened,
Wintry breath in plume.
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