As the last few rays of sunshine,
Dance off the clouds above...
There appears a special magic,
That I have always loved.
It's as if the evening shadows
Are waiting just offstage...
To cast their spell in darkness,
And write a brand new page.
The silver streaks of moonlight...
Like spotlights lost in space...
Dance through the early dusk,
And prepare to find their place.
The night time sky is ready now,
As the twinkling stars peek through...
And wish a happy, magical,
Good evening to you!
Janeane Bolton
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