That special time of day, when a red glow
Appears in the distance, as pace slows
As a candle, flickers from light and bright
To fade, as nature snuffs day and light

Areas of ruby colour, will not last long
The sun dies, and soon will be gone
Leaving brief dusk, that turns to dark
Birds stop chattering, until morning lark

Starts the cycle, as a new day begins
Chorus of waking birds, joyously sing
Dews melts, as the rising sun rays
Stream across earth, welcoming a day

Bringing hope, in every form to all
Sunshine, or maybe rain will fall
Nature decides, as life goes on
Animal and plant life, sharing its song.....