The Evening

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Witty_Sarcasm, Mar 4, 2016.

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  1. Witty_Sarcasm

    Witty_Sarcasm Eccentric writer, general weirdo, heedless heathen

    This poem isn't new by any means. I wrote it when I was 15, but it is still a favorite.

    In evening still I see the flight
    Of mockingbirds aloft at night
    The feel of the wind they are daintily stalking
    I pause for a moment, then keep on walking
    Just to catch a glimpse of the sunset
    Days' long nights put my heart at rest
    To taste the chill of the winter's air
    Makes me forget the trees are bare
    The sky is bleak but comforting
    I feel so much my soul could sing
    Supreme to the daylight, no sun abound
    The ambient darkness looms all around
    Cloudless and clear is the sky
    Delightfully so it catches my eye
    There's only one thing I can tell you
    Remember that night will come after the morning dew
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