' Late Afternoon Events '

{ Terza Rima Format Poetry } The twenty carat gold in sky Slowly losing its brilliance Likely to hide being so shy Over to west in a distance Hiding by and by as it could As if in slow tick tack cadence Just to hide in a day for good In loath to hide luster outright As it's mandated, Sun should And a must to fade in twilight As its role for the day is done For the heavenly show at night Star Sirius said; 'It's our time Sun; Hide! We're here now. I'm serious I'm not kidding, now we'll give - fun and so the sun hides in darkness Sirius and guests show their brightness Ency Bearis (c) Copyright 2012