Evening, and all the birds <br />In a chorus of shimmering sound <br />Are easing their hearts of joy <br />For miles around. <br /> <br />The air is blue and sweet, <br />The few first stars are white,-- <br />Oh let me like the birds <br />Sing before night.<br /><br />Sara Teasdale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dusk-in-june/
