It’s twilight time, the sun is down,
the moon does not appear.
The evening shadows hibernate,
the air is brisk and clear.





The moon then peeps out from the clouds,
the shadows slowly rise.
They have not grown to full size yet,
sleep still is in their eyes.





Then through the trees a gentle breeze
prods shadows from their trance.
They now have reached full stature, and
they all begin to dance.





They dance the tango and the waltz
to music from the soul.
Then as the breeze picks up the beat,
they switch to rock and roll.





At last the light from moon grows dim,
and time for dawn is near.
The evening shadows leave the scene
and slowly disappear.