After Hours Poem by Evelyn Judy Buehler
After Hours
It is now eventide at the museum,
Myriad masterworks line the walls,
Elated crowds no longer pressing,
In rapt thrall of beauty and color!
Art awaits once more being beheld,
On a night of porcelain moonlight.
Saturday, October 30, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: art,appreciation,beauty,color,people,nightfall,full moon
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