At Dusk

Send us Fan MailAt DuskFrom blue, to silver to the early evening skies,the fall of day, the last birds sing the first of stars, of gloaming, the sun slipping still further away, for it’s warm now, the evening wind rests with a hush, the quiet of sunset, the clouds above in pink and crimson, sail across the ocean across tides at dusk.for an open sea, is inside of memy eyes growing weary, leaving for dreams from afar and goodnight from the afterglowand summer, this resting sleepI mightuntil the fallof my evening [email protected]