Crepuscule With Nellie

The light is slowly leaving the sky

A kind of quiet hangs in the room

Her silhouette framed in the window

And watching afar the evening star

And now with Venus on the edge of their world

They are close for a moment or two

This is their time

A small oasis with indigo skies

Shines in her eyes

Now as the breeze lifts and the trees sway

And the sounds of traffic drifts from the bay

Adding their still small voices to the evening

An echo from the ocean in slow motion

Now voices rise and fall in the gloom

But they're ghosts, reliving a time

That time has gone

But in the twilight somewhere down the hall

He hears her call, she hears him play

Now as the breeze lifts and the trees sway

And the sounds of traffic drifts from the bay

Adding their still small voices to the evening

An echo from the ocean in slow motion

Now voices rise and fall in the gloom

But they're ghosts, reliving a time

That time has gone

But in the twilight somewhere down the hall

He hears her call, she hears him play

A world away from here