Twilight Secrets
darkening dusk, fleeing into the night,
freedom-bound, out of strangers' touch and sight,
feathery thrumming, wings in gliding flight;
leisurely inches up the crescent moon,
a sliver of silver-tinged sickle blade,
its pale light softly mowing every glade;
and yonder early stars timidly wink
through leafy boughs that seem distant yet close;
they twinkle twilight secrets no one else knows!
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