Be sure to catch and savour

The dusk after a long fine day,

When the last glow of twilight

Seems to linger forever.

 

After the sun has set leaving the dim embers

Of a dying day,

When the magic of twilight

Seems to last forever.

 

Only a few times a year

From late May to early July,

Does the magic of twilight

Seem to go on forever.

 

The first bats swoop low

As night falls imperceptibly,

Be sure not to lose any moment of twilight

That kisses the horizon forever.

 

Raise a glass to drink a toast

To memories of bright hours fading,

Times that are past never to return

But kept in the twilight zone forever.