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Now is a quiet time
A place for verse
A space for rhyme.
What better way
In heart and mind
To end the day.
The day is ended
Work is done
Wrongs are mended.
The evening sky
In star filled dark
Asks not why
We search for love
‘neath silver moon
And stars above.
In this blissful peace
We find solace
(and) all else will cease.
The spirit inside
Finds its release
And no longer hides.
Words flow easily
The dream begins
And the page is filled.
GOOD NIGHT EVERYBODY !
Céad Míle Fáilte 
Beautiful rhyme, Paul! I loved the quiet peaceful words you chose.
I enjoyed this poem, Paul! It always feels good to fill a blank page
space of time
forward yet behind
clocks to wind
rhymes to find
hope things are well
have you fallen under a spell
time will tell
in that shade of pale
words may rhyme
most of the time
and now i have run out of (sense)words
hope you heard
my whispers on the wind
hopefully the wind carried them
Take Care Paul…You Matter in this crazy world
Blessings
mary
Peaceful and poignant!
Lovely and a bit wistful I think.
Good night my friend.