Softly fades the evening light
Birds singing holy vespers at twilight
And I in front pew, garden center ,listen with delight
A holy moment follows with quiet and still
When one last prayer bird sang a final rill
Oh glorious evening calm and free!
Be my memory healer when I look and see
Sober days and troubled ways ahead of me
Twilight vespers will be my healing memory
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