the kind of evening
the kind of evening
cool yet not breezy
kids’ voices carrying as they play past sunset
the type of nighttime which follows a day of puffy white clouds
now clear sky on clear sky
a peacefulness while the world morphs on
tomorrow soon to be here
above, the darkest of blues
while my mood is yellow
no wishes to come true tonight
but hope rests with dreams
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My favorite bits: “clear sky on clear sky” and “but hope rests with dreams.” Evocative and lovely.