When the evening comes by
The sun glows it's golden rays
The stream flow as gentle as a man
The branches of the trees move slowly
As soft and fresh like a bride
The shadows grow tall and taller
Revealing images that are casted beyond
Cool feels the air as it blows
yellow leaves shine as if they were stars
Atlast the earth cools down
After being baked by the sun
Atlast the sun says bye
In it's golden orange costume
The darkness crawls by saying hello
And begin the evening
I think I'm begining to lose it. I should take a break.
Ibro2g I definitely agree with yor argument.