Days End

The light it grows dim now

Off a ruddy dull roar

Of a day been, a night coming

And until then it sears

The wind is dropping and

The air is chill and a

Bird is darting about after bugs.

The warmth still linger in the

Glow on my arm, the hum

Of nightfall, the press of

The night. And the rooves

They sink deeper now, into

The oncoming night, and

They sign and become

Heavy and still.

It is ending my, my dear,

It is ending this day, for

Another to appear

Bright and spirited and

Flushed with life.

Her crimson clouds bursting and

Her dancing eyes sparkling

Her laughter come wash on your shore.

It is as it is

And shall be

For thee

My love,

And it is no more.

For the wan light is breaking

And the moon she is making

Another truth

And this is no more.