Silhouettes dance on even’s sunlit stage,

Casting memories with each turning page.

The sun, a storyteller in the west,

Unraveling tales as the daylight rest.

In hues of bright amber, the sun descends,

A canvas of warmth, where sunlight ends.

The sun bows down, a majestic rosette,

Leaving whispers of dreams, ne’er to forget.

At sunset's awesome glow, a tranquil bliss,

On the horizon, where memories kiss.

At eventide embrace when musings dance.

Of days well-lived final hypnotic trance.

A breathtaking kaleidoscopic blush,

Strokes of vermilion, a crimson hush.

A memoir etched in the fiery hue,

As twilight bids the day a fond adieu.