NIGHTFALL

She whispered not a word to me
but sliped by silently.
She lingered in my garden nook
with beauty dazzled to my look.
She glided gracefully to my door
and stopped to penetrate her magic
into everything she touched.
A breeze blew.
She was gone.
But her magic lingered on.
I greeted the moon with a smile
for I knew what she had done.
She came with the sun
and left behind a moon and her
magic powder of night.