In the hush of evening's glow,
Where the whispered winds do flow,
I wander through the twilight's haze,
On this starlit road, I gaze.
With my worn boots, I tread so light,
Crickets sing in the falling night,
Each step dances to an echoed melody,
A symphony of dreams, calling me.
The moon hangs low like a silver dream,
Casting shadows by the lazy stream,
I hear the laughter of the distant trees,
Their secrets carried softly on the breeze.
With every breeze, your voice I hear,
In the midnight meadow, so crystal clear,
Reminders of love in the cool night air,
A fleeting moment, forever we share.
The fireflies twinkle, a flickering sign,
Drawing me back to where you once were mine,
But the world keeps turning, as the stars align,
Yet in this meadow, our hearts entwine.
So let the winds carry us far and wide,
Through valleys and mountains, with you by my side,
In the echo of the night, we'll find our way home,
In this midnight meadow, we are never alone.
As dawn breaks softly, a new day awaits,
The whispered winds will unlock the gates,
With memories woven in the fabric of time,
We'll dance forever to our echoed rhyme.
Folk
Midnight Meadow, Whispered Winds, Starlit Road, Worn Boots, Echoed Melody