Honeyed Twilight
Form: Epistle Sonnet 5
Just sat on the wall watching the dusk fall
Peaceful beneath a melting honey sky
And silhouette trees echo with birds’ call
The dimming of light reflecting it all
Crossing of a t or dotting an i
Breathing freshness of slowly cooling air
And silence becomes music to the ears
To ease the troubles of a busy day
No, not for me a pub for a few beers
When chilling down is so easy this way
And in the twilight the mind gently clears
Ready for the night and come what it may
To the very last glimmer of sun’s ray
Tis the perfect end to the working day
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Jezzie G 