The daylight fades as twilight falls. <br />The Magic Hour <br /> when memory recalls <br /> words of power. <br /> <br />Those words which make us recollect <br /> with clarity. <br /> Much more than we expect <br /> so vividly. <br /> <br />That tears unbidden fill our eyes. <br />The past is gone, <br /> though to our surprise <br /> it lingers on. <br /> <br />As half forgotten memories, <br />which at this hour. <br />Come and go as they please. <br /> Sweet and sour. <br /> <br />Entranced by twilight reveries. <br />Remembering <br /> with surprising ease. <br /> Everything. <br /> <br />Such vivid pictures from the past. <br />We had forgot, <br /> time had so quickly passed. <br />Willing or not. <br /> <br />I think perhaps it’s for the best. <br />That darkness falls <br /> and frees us from the spell <br /> which so enthrals. <br /> <br />13-Sep-08 <br /> <br />http; // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers<br /><br />ivor or ivor.e hogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/twilight-reveries-for-m-lady-pamela/
