After Sunset Poem by Ella Goodman

The sun is down long past,
Now I walk in the dark,
I missed the sunset in the calm evening hour,
Missed the azure glory of the horizon afar.

Now the sky dazzles,
In the meek beams of waning moon,
As if calling me, 'come soon, come soon',
The darkness bending to befriend my mood.

I walk along the ruddy path,
Tall shades looking down upon my stature.
My shadow walks along side by side,
Sometimes a dwarf, sometimes a giant,
It plays hide and seek by dim light.

It's strange but true,
The shadows enthrall my mood,
Quietly I walk alone in dark,
Long past the sunset hours,
With darkness befriending to soothe.