The Setting Sun

My favorite time of day is when the sun is slowly drifting toward the horizon. The sky dances with colors of orange, red, pink and purple. The colors, a last spray of light before the sun sinks below the horizon, remind me of the events of the day--things I accomplished and things left undone. As the sun continues to descend, I watch the birds take one last flight before the darkness comes. Are they blue or brown or red? One cannot tell. The last bright rays of the golden sun make everything only a shadow. As the birds soar out of sight, it is a last reminder that the day's work is almost done. Evening slips quietly across the sky. The moon grows brighter with each passing moment. The noise of the day passes away. Silence fills the air. Ah, it is now night-time. The air changes ever so slightly. The rush and anticipation which fills the day sky is now turned to peace and tranquility. My body slowly relaxes. I made it through another day. Night is here. Sleep draws near. Oh, how I love this time of day!