Sunday, March 7, 2010


The sun’s gone down
Behind the town,
There’s nothing in the sky.

No tiny breeze
To shake the trees,
No airplane sailing by.

No birds, no blimps,
No flying chimps,
It’s peaceful as can be.

So come, dear friend,
Before it ends,
And take a walk with me.

A twilight stroll
To soothe the soul,
While everything is blue.

All hand in hand
We’ll walk the land,
Just me, the world, and you.

For all too soon
The silver moon
Will shine from where it towers,

But now we’re free,
So walk with me
While everything is ours.

1 comment:

  1. Yes, catch those moments when everything is blue.