Sweet Evening

I love evening sweet evening is when I see stars scattered, twinkling in their sky blankets I love evening that is when I watch yellow sun descending to her mother’s bedroom and lies on a pillow till morning evening is beautiful it’s when I hear crickets singing hymns of birthdays for their kids born during the day evening gives me love, security I see it covering me with armor of darkness as I lay down in bed to dream without interruptions sweet dreams about former sweet-hearts and new ones on the way I love evening!