The End of the Night

Just before the sun goes down in its nightly duty
The nights air becomes crisp and cool as the dew settles on ground
As the grasses crinkle and toss with the earthworm wiggle
The months and years move fast as the aging of time wrinkles
 Wherever our life may be the true happenings of right and wrong always exist
Whether we care to forget or forgive our sins still remain
At the end of the night we close our eyes but the power of life and death keep us awake