The curfew may toll the knell of parting day, As Gray in his “Elegy” liked to say; To me the evening hour is not sad, but a time of ease, The day’s work done, I enjoy the peace.

Tomorrow it’s going to be the same old story; But now…the sun sets in a blaze of glory. I walk…I take respite from the routine… And drink in the serenity of the scene.