Its twilight
The most beautiful part of the day
I can see the reflection of the drowning sun
On the dark gray clouds,, which
Float against the inky blue sky
I can still smell the memory of the last rain
Lingering on the earth
I can feel the promise of something
Something good, coming soon
Drifting in the cool air, which
Touch my face, reverently
I stop on my tacks
I can’t take one more step ahead
Instead
I stand and breathe in
The wind, the smell, the feel
And the memory of a good day bygone
My heart wants to sing, to dance, to enjoy
To capture that one moment
Just that moment forever in my mind