A Bird Finds Her Place In The Evening’s Grace
DownBurst Media
As the sun sank low,
Colors start to glow.
A bird finds her place,
In the evening's grace.
Feathers softly sway,
In the breeze's play.
Shades of pink and gold,
Nature's tale unfolds.
With each gentle gust,
In her calm, we trust.
Daylight bids goodbye,
Stars begin to sigh.
In this calm scene,
Peaceful and serene.
Poem/Lyrics By: Karri Levens