Monday, June 21, 2010

Summertime At Twilight

While the light still prevails
From twilight to sundown
The lonely whippoorwill sings
Sweet, soothing, dulcet sounds

Four o’clocks of pink and white
Perfume the early evening hour
Butterflies and humming birds
Pay homage to the fragrant flower

From the sleepy little pond
White mist floating along the top
Tiny little minnows bite the air
Turtles come off their sunning rock

From the lowest hanging limb
Little girl, old board and rope swing
Hair flying and laughing out loud
Music, the joy, soaring brings

Fireflies begin to dot the dusky sky
Evening breezes, coolness of night
How beautiful, this time of day
God’s summertime, at twilight !