The sun is whispering goodbye
Making way for the moon's rise
Golden, rosy, purple hues dance in the sky
That time when the glow shows in your eyes
Cutlery lightly clinks as dinner is eaten
Yawns signaling that end of day is drawing near
Shrugging off the day's losses which have left us beaten
Promises of the next day's fresh starts holding us dear
A little window between day and night
Heading home or venturing out anew
So much to experience in the twilight
Reinventing how the world sees you.

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