by Unknown
Apr 2012 329 Views 3 comments
The Twilight Realm
The Twilight Realm
When the sun drops below the horizon it's the stars turn to shine
With the coming of the twilight realm a fabled magical time so fine
A tiny pixie dances, floating in coolness of the evening air
She beckons all to follow her flying about without a care
That's when our spirits soar as the world fades with the suns last kiss
But being enchanted we care not for the passing as we were all made for this
When the sun drops below the horizon it's the stars turn to shine
With the coming of the twilight realm a fabled magical time so fine
A tiny pixie dances, floating in coolness of the evening air
She beckons all to follow her flying about without a care
That's when our spirits soar as the world fades with the suns last kiss
But being enchanted we care not for the passing as we were all made for this
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Posted: Apr 2012
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Just a cute little poem about the sunset witha touch of fantasy thrown in.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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