Sun going down on another day, the breath of life lives,
The light in the sky survives just a little while longer.
Days are becoming shorter as they remain with hours of the same,
As the air grows colder then wood is gathered for that great fire.
Getting early evening things done before the setting of the sun,
A shower then dinner in the dark, some candles lit within the home.
Two whom can share all the beauty of a most precious given time,
Take hold of the night, may it last longer than what seems only a moment.
We have no idea that which is in store for us in the morning light,
Peaceful is the night, time for rest, take hold of the night, a piece of life.