Day's End

Thank you for the afternoon,
When sunlight falls like velvet-
Filtering through golden boughs,
Lighting on Thy pallet.
When all the birds gather for
Their last meal of the day;
Chirping quiet among themselves,
Then flitting soft away.
There is a royal atmosphere,
Beckoning the moon-
Saying "Come hither now,"
As fireflies start to loom.
Sort of like a ballroom waltz,
Or ripples on the water...
As the temp cools on down,
Instead of getting hotter.
It is a Reverent gift, I know;
My Spirit fills with wonder,
To bid adieu another day-
God's parting it asunder!