a poem by Kenneth Heiar, USA

In the distance the sun sets low.
The hurried winds begin to slow.
The swallows perch all in a row.
And evening stars commence their glow,
When nightfall comes upon.

Before the sun withdraws from sight
it casts a golden veil of light,
a pleasant and mellow delight,
that ushers in the coming night.
When nightfall comes upon.

While graceful nighthawks roam the sky
a screech owl lands softly nearby.
The whip-poor-will repeats its cry,
and crickets chirp their lullaby.
When nightfall comes upon.

Listen ... as the sounds provide
an essential nocturnal guide.
For darkness, like a rising tide,
shares only what it cannot hide.
When nightfall comes upon.

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