Dusk falls and replaces the sun
The moon in its splendor commences its run
Dreamers in pairs search for their star
As tides in each movement know just where they are
The breeze in a whisper engages the trees
Caressing each leaf to put it at ease
Lights on the pavement reflect a safe path
As to our quarters we make headway at last
Already applauding the end of the day
And hoping just hoping there are more on the way
As we bid day adieu.
PTT
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