At Sunset
Sunset falling,
lights on the hill,
shadows lengthening,
stars in the fading dusk,
dreaming of you still,
the pathway
is dark now,
the leaves
of life, hidden,
beyond the end
of day,
footsteps quietly
echoing, across the
stepping stones,
since you passed
through this way,
for a bird is singing,
closing the evening
beside the memory
of you
a last and silent hush,
the sun slips,
beneath the last cloud,
fading from light
and view.
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