This Is The Twilight Hour Poem by DM W

This Is The Twilight Hour

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This is the twilight hour, when mysteries emerge:
When soft, gentle summer winds anoint the flowers;
When the skies' colours complement butterflies' wings;
When Time slows down, and we await night's arrival.

Saturday, June 20, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: summer
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