The Violet Dusk

The closure of the day draws near;
The sultry suns slips into hiding.
And lost, the gleeful glow now
Which only seems to show now
The bright of daylight is subsiding.

The evening of the day draws near;
Nightfall shades the primrose way.
And then, so very soon now
Will introduce the moon now
As sparkled sunbeams die away.

The early twilight dusk draws near
The tinted violet hues rain down.
The golden-reddened glows now
Give way to shadowed shows now
Of night-time's graceful orchid gown.

And so that time of day draws near;
As fauna's sentries change their places.
Daytime creatures start to rest now
Night-time screechers flit the nest now
The violet dusk, day's light effaces.