communion
my favorite time
just before dusk
angled, softer,
light graces
grazing tree trunks
final warmth
for bathing birds
and my old bones
sun drops
below the horizon
busyness fades
fewer cars pass
as families settle
for the evening
scents waft—
Chinese spices,
steaks grilling
up the street
mind slows
as light gives way
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Leaves me with contented sigh. Lovely, my friend.
My favourite time, too! Beautiful