by John Vance Cheney
Twilight down the west
Wanders once again;
With a gentler guest
Singing in her train.
Hearkens every breast,
Every heart and brain:
Peace, oh, peace is best!
Runs the sweet refrain.
So the world is blest,
Joy is not nor pain;
Love itself learns rest
Of the summer rain.
Last updated September 07, 2017