The day's farewell brings a peaceful hush,
Night's gentle presence soothes the soul.
Swinging the moon in a gentle sway,
Spreading tales of hope and sorrow The night's soft whispers share a promise,
Guiding the night butterflies, With the rustling of leaves that have seen it all
Talking to the past, and all its wisdom...
And the dawn is knocking at the window,
Soon the bird will sing, And the swings will welcome new dreams... And the heart will heal,
The doors will open to a brighter day!
The day has passed,
Closing the doors behind
Night settles into the swing
Swaying the moon down and up
Disseminating rumors and sorrow....
The melancholy of night whispers
Frightening the nocturnal butterflies,
With the soft rustling of withered leaves Conversing with the past...
And dawn knocks at the window,
Soon the birds will sing,
And the swing will be empty..
And sorrows will dissipate,
The doors will reopen again!!!
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