TWILIGHT
Author: Unknown
TWILIGHT
I LOVE BEST, NOT THE YELLOW SUN
OR LIGHT OF THE SILVER MOON,
NOR GREY, THAT SEEPS ACROSS THE SKY,
TO WHISPER, DAWN COMES SOON
FOR MY LOVE IS OF TWILIGHT,
WHEN THE DAY IS ALMOST DONE,
THE BIRDS, HAVE CEASED THERE SINGING,
GOD'S HAND, HAS ALL BUT QUENCHED THE SUN
TIS THEN I LOVE THAT STILLNESS
IN THE LAST BREATH OF THE DAY,
THE AULD WANS, ALWAYS SAID THAT TWAS
THE ANGELS, HOUR TO PRAY,
TIS THEN I PAUSE, TO STAND AND LOOK
FAR AWAY, OUT O'ER THE GLEN,
ASK GOD, TO LET ME LIVE TO SEE,
THE TWILIGHT, ONCE AGAIN.
BEN GUIRY { EXCERPT, FROM THE BOOK, FOOTPRINTS OF THE HEART }
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Posted: Aug 2010
About this poem:
An old woman, who lived in a hollow part of the valley, climbed to higher ground, to stand by an old gate, and watch the gold, or pink hue of twilight, thrown out across the hill, which she loved dearly, sometimes while strolling of an evening, id met her there, and we muzed, to while away an hour, and watch the gloming. the poem Twilight, is in her memory, Babbie Johnson, may you rest in peace and stillness, of your beloved Twilight. auld wans, a local expression, meaning old women
Comments (37)
Thank you Ben for sharing.
Ljj
And this is a beautiful, heart-felt piece.
THE AULD WANS, ALWAYS SAID THAT TWAS
THE ANGELS, HOUR TO PRAY,"
Wow! Ty for sharing this with us ben.
Deeply moving, two Souls sharing the
moments you did ~
CJ
The colours are perfect.
Tis so beautiful, have seen it exactly like this so often.
I am Daniel and the moon
Ready for the twilight
I don't always look the same.
Sometimes I'm an angel,
But i am a Daniel. just the same
Sometimes only a song
Is all that you can hear
Sometimes I'm star,
Sometimes just a smile.
Sometimes I surprise you
Then hide for awhile
Look up in the sky tonight
Look for my guiding light
There i am in the twilight
Thanking everyone
Daniel angel from Cape Cornwall
and in someone's memorey - even more beautiful,
thank you for sharing it with us all. Precious memories x