Daylight fading, moonlight dawning,
Purple curtain gently falling,
Peaceful quiet in the air,
Sounds are muted everywhere,
Hand in hand we walk along,
Glowing in the setting sun,
Stopping for a loving kiss,
Joyful in our happy bliss.
© 030805 Petit Poet
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
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