Evenings are the bridge that connects day and night...
They are the magical path from blue skies to a dark night...
The stars and the moon could not join the night if it wasn't for the evening bridge...
They've been crossing that bridge since the dawn of time...
And they don't get tired of it...
Neither do I of waiting for the evenings...
For words just flow when the evening comes...
It is like poetry and nice feelings are  born in the evenings...
I am glad that bridge exists...
So moon and stars can join the night when evening is over...