Three musings:  Evening, wet Earth and Love

One: The evening tide

Fast falls the evening tide

So gather around the fireside,

Let us savor this taste of Nature; 

Her soft songs, breezes and lecture
Two: The wet Earth

The sun set before our eyes

The wet earth is left to dry

For the days heavy rain has left

And with her, all benevolent escorts
Three: Love

Now the night fast approaches

Let us pride on humble speeches

Exhalting the need to love more

And welcoming all to our doors