Twilight
In Response to Photo Prompt by Jim Reeves
The day softens
Into the twinkling of lights,
Shades are drawn,
The lucky enjoy a meal,
The fortunate turn down beds,
The lonely wander inky streets,
The lost lie in corners,
Hide in alleys,
Gather over fires,
Hoping for a meal or a bed,
A night of peace,
Hours of oblivion,
Unconscious memories
Of twinkling lights
As days soften.
