In the hush of twilight's glow,
Where shadows dance and wildflowers grow,
I wander where the soft winds sigh,
Into a moonlit clearing, where lost dreams lie.
With autumn embers fading slow,
The world wrapped in a golden glow,
I strum the chords of a wistful ballad,
Each note a sigh, my heart is valid.
The drifting melody leads me there,
To echoes of laughter that fill the air,
But each hollow refrain brings a tear,
For fading memories are all that's here.
Under the canopy of starry light,
I trace the steps of those who took flight,
Through whispers of secrets that drift on the breeze,
And soften the ache with the rustling leaves.
In the quiet depths of the night,
I find solace in the soft moonlight,
Each moment a treasure, though time takes its toll,
I gather the pieces that once made me whole.
So I'll sing my song to the silver sky,
With every note, I learn to fly,
And though the path may twist and wane,
I'll carry their spirit through joy and pain.
As dawn ignites in the morning's embrace,
I bid farewell to this sacred space,
With a heart full of warmth and eyes open wide,
I walk on the pathway where love will abide.
Folk
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