The evening will be coming soon.
Itís the middle of the month June.
As the sun descends, the skies begin to change.
Natureís pallet of colors swirls and rearrange.
The sun seems to grow as it nears the tree line.
Can this view become any better for this is divine?
But as the hands on the clock slowly passes.
Colors are lovelier, changing as slow as molasses.
The whole world now seems to release a huge sigh.
Itís time to bid the bright sun a hearty goodbye.
Song birds break from their constant feed.
Fledglings are full thereís nothing they need.
Night birds eagerly begin their shift
Their calming chirps are to the world, their gift.
As time passes the day creatures return to their bed.
The night creatures awaken for they need to be fed.
The lesser light begins to make his debut.
And all the stars begin to come into view.
A cooling blanket descends upon the land.
Nature is as it should be, according to plan.
Creatures of the day now safely rest in peace.
Close your eyes and allow worry to decrease.
Enjoy the warmth and closeness of thy den.
Rest until tomorrow, when the new day begins again.