After playing the piano and singing a bit this evening, I took a walk at twilight and these two poems came to me...
"A song of twilight:
From the birds.
Eternal wisdom without words.
They lay upon our waiting ears...
To tell the story of the years."
From the birds.
Eternal wisdom without words.
They lay upon our waiting ears...
To tell the story of the years."
"Fireflies delight the eyes...
And birds their songs do sing.
The moon it casts its' spell below...
To ring the evening in."
And birds their songs do sing.
The moon it casts its' spell below...
To ring the evening in."
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