A Night Piece - A Poem

 

A NIGHT PIECE

When the sky is softly shaded with darkening blues

And the sun starts his journey to the west,

I lie on a hill, surrounded by lambs and ewes

And gaze at the world at its rest,

The stars hang suspended on invisible strings

As they listen to my thoughts on the day,

While the clouds that race by on silvery wings

Cast fleeting shadows on a ship in the bay.