Dreams of Dusk

The twilight air is filled with golden hue
A soft and gentle light that fills the sky  
The birds have all retired, save a few  
That sing their songs before they say goodbye  
 
The trees stand tall and silent, bathed in glow  
Their leaves afire with the setting sun  
The air is cool, a gentle breeze doth blow
As evening settles, day's work is done  
 
And as the darkness falls, the stars do shine
A distant fire that burns so bright and true  
They twinkle in the night, a sight divine  
A guide for travelers lost and feeling blue  
 
So let us take a moment, breathe the air
And watch the world slip into twilight's snare