By May Kwek
Have you seen the
evening's content?
As the light fades and
falls
Things you knew morph
their shape
Till you wonder if you
knew them at all
A strange darkness
descends
Upon the quietening of
the air
And with the wind falls
like leaves
The burdens of toil and
care
And with its quiet comes
the peace
Of the darkness of the
night
Where what is far cannot
be seen
Out of mind once out of
sight
For as the sun fades to
tomorrow
And the moon comes into
view
The day and its troubles
are over
But the night, my
friends, is new
Copyright © 2017 by May Kwek
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