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EVENING SONG
Birds twitters turn into hushes
like reptiles hide in the rushes.
Crickets they start to delare.
Their presence is such an afair.
With intentions of harboring sights,
they savor the fading lights.
Stars begin to show utmost wonder.
Hiding their spendor from under.
The sky did not utter or mourn
While she began to transform.
Evening's twilight sets aflutter
Creatures that set sail in wonder.
Michaela Warren 2011
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