Love Songs (1917)/Twilight

by Sara Teasdale

For works with similar titles, see Twilight.

 

TWILIGHT

Dreamily over the roofs
⁠The cold spring rain is falling;
Out in the lonely tree
⁠A bird is calling, calling.

Slowly over the earth
⁠The wings of night are falling;
My heart like the bird in the tree
⁠Is calling, calling, calling.