Evening Shadows

The end of the day has come

Nothing of importance from

Those I love so dear

What will ever draw us near.

The rays are setting low

Shadows cool the evening show

Still and quiet stars will flow

Then pop up the moons glow.

What is roaming through the mist

In the deep blackness just list

When you hear the last wisp

On the cool air so crisp.

Many a creature creeps the night

When you hear many fight

                                   The screech and the growl

Even the squawk from the fowl.