Eventide’s Song

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Oh for the moment when the day’s end is nigh and you look to the West where the sun lays to rest behind the charcoal trees against dusk’s milky sky. As if like magic, swift falls the night and all but the shadows, will soon be out of sight. Blink and it’s gone, the day has moved on; so precious this movement of eventide’s song.

©2015 Annette Aben

2 responses to “Eventide’s Song

  1. So true! Every moment is precious and fleeting.

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