Nature

I adore the turn of day 
Crickets come on out 
I hear them play 
And I know the time has come 
For people grow quiet 
In the rush hour for home 
 
I stand outside waiting 
I turn with the plants 
And it is 
Different 
From the morning time 
The calling of the day 
 
All is said 
And done 
Darkness comes 
Making room for the little 
Tired eyes left in my heart 
And I inhale the cooling air 
 
Life is tough 
Sometimes it seems 
Like nothing turns 
But when dusk comes 
It is unlike the start 
Sun foreboding on the horizon 
 
And in this modern day 
My eyes sparkle 
With the headlamps of cars 
As the day birds 
Return on home 
To their nests 
 
In one moment 
The streetlamps come to life 
Summer falters 
And one bushy branch yellows 
Behind a famous one 
Casting this restful ambience

Streetlamp in Autumn