Evening Harmony Poem by Frederick Kesner

The dusk drapes softly on the trees,
A whispering breeze begins to play.
The sky ignites with hues of peace,
As twilight gently melts the day.

A whispering breeze begins to play,
It carries dreams of light and shade,
As twilight gently melts the day,
And shadows dance in twilight's glade.

It carries dreams of light and shade,
Where laughter mingles with the night.
And shadows dance in twilight's glade,
Creating magic in the fading light.

Where laughter mingles with the night,
The stars awaken, bright and clear.
Creating magic in the fading light,
A serenade for all who hear.