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Tags: Sun, Moon, Stars, Sky, Birds, Calm, Warm, Air

It is bout what happens when the sun sets. I wrote the poem at dusk. So I feel the atmosphere around me and then wrote the poem.

Submitted:Nov 1, 2011    Reads: 14    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


Birds are chirping far away;

Happy they are, I am gay.

Sun is setting in the west;

The tired air is at rest.

Moon is glowing up in the sky;

Standing beneath a tree, am I.

Trees are still and calm;

The day which passed was warm.

The light is fading away;

Now there isn't a ray.

The sun has disappeared;

And stars have appeared.

Now there is the speckled sky;

The light had said good bye.

Now moon and stars will rule;

And my mind will be cool.



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