POST_322 THE DUSK

The SUN Dips Down at the "HORIZON"
The Birds Begin  to fly back to their Nests
The Flowers Droop Down
The CRICKETS Snuggle Down
The "BUSTLE" Of The Day
Slowly Fades Away
The "SUBTLE SILENCE" Envelops  it All
It's The "Beginning of NIGHT FALL"
Every thing  Is Shrouded by the "Still Darkness" of the Quiet Night
Nothing is in "Sight"
Children's Laughter die down
Back to their "Smug Warm Beds"
They Look Forward  to "TASTE
The BROWN TOAST" 
The Next day of the" SUN
SHINING BRIGHT MORN" 





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