As the sun begins to fade
And the night is drawing nigh
Out of the window I set my gaze
To the slowly darkening sky
Which now has changed to a darkening Pink
That’s edged with a ribbon of gold
It’s a truly magnificent Sunset
A pleasure to behold
But as the day just slips away
The silence seems quite muted
Devoid of the myriads of birds
And songs liberally distributed
Amongst the hedgerows and the trees
Their joy was shown with singing
As freely they flew in their world in the sky
Or on some of the treetops clinging
Tho’ now not a sign of a bird can be found
As the darkness of night closes in
Nocturnal animals on the ground
Their night-time scavenge to begin
I nearly forgot the wily old Barn Owl
Perched in the rafters since the morn’
Patiently awaiting the return of the field mice
On the floor, and eating the corn
Circling the chicken coops again
Was the fox on his nightly habit
Unless on his journey he might waylay
A poor unsuspecting rabbit
After these few hours of darkness
Whilst most of the people sleep
The sky is getting lighter, it seems
As the watch of the dawn we keep
And if we care to stand and listen
If only for a minute
Perhaps we’ll hear the chorus of dawn
The Blackbird, The Lark and The Linnet