Twilight her favorite time of day 

She chooses her spot with care and listens to the sigh of the day's end

the honeysuckle sweet on the evening air

All is quiet as the twilight deepens,and the shadows begin to fall

She loosens her hair lets it fall free

its luster darker then the shadows of the trees

She sits barely breathing 

waiting for the magic to begin

She cocks her head and smiles as the first crickets sing

Down by the creek the frogs begin their melody

The leaves begin to flutter adding a note of their own

while the creek bubbles, bringing the chorus home

Her heartbeat slows as the night starts to unfold

A soft sigh as the first star is born

Her loneliness forgotten as the moon rides low

Her eyes sparkle when the milky way begins to glow.

She laughs softly as a star shoots across the sky

She makes her wish and casts it far and wide

She leans back holding her arms high, as if she were embracing the whole night sky

Her life forgotten as she beholds the glory of the night

Her eyes close as she finds her peaceful spot

The mystery of her is but a question mark

For the true beauty of her is she knows it not.