When sun has set

For the dverse prompt.

When sun has set

The days have shortened, gone the long
and torrid days, the warbler’s song
is heard again, his tongue unlocked.

Above the dry and dusty trees,
the moon rides full upon the breeze,
a silver ship, a smiling face.

When sun has set, birds ceased to sing,
the tawny owls take to the wing,
and with their call, night can begin.