When the curtains fall, and silence fills the air,
Shadows grow long, memories linger there,
The final act of a story well-told,
In whispered goodbyes, the heart unfolds.
Until the last leaf drops from the tree,
A cycle ends, yet sets the spirit free,
Autumnâs embrace, a gentle farewell,
In the quiet of dusk, secrets dwell.
As the sun sets on a weary day,
The horizon burns in a golden array,
Promising rest, a calm, sweet release,
In the arms of twilight, we find peace.
And the stars appear in the night sky,
A tapestry of dreams as time goes by,
Every ending a doorway to begin,
In the vastness of night, new stories spin.