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Apr 2020
The magic begins
as the sun bids farewell to the day.
Work is done.
A hush creeps over the world.
Peach in the sky
turns pale, to dark blue,
then fades to black.

Stars begin to awaken from their daily nap.
They blink and rub the sleep from their eyes
as night birds begin their lullabies.
The moon slowly shows her face.

These special hours.
Time to be still.
Reflect on work well done.
Treasure family and friends.
Remember many good times
and count life's blessings.

Sadly
all too soon,
before the counting comes to a close,
the Sandman returns for his nightly visit.
sandman dusk twilight stars moon mood blessings peaceful blessings lullaby
Written by
Peter Farsje
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