'Where day meets night'

The swings swayed softly in the evening light, Their laughter rising as the day turned night, The sky was painted in a gentle blue, While golden sun slipped slowly from view. Her smile was brighter than the fading day, He kept her close in a tender way, The song he played was peaceful and low, A gentle warmth in the evening’s glow. The music lingered, tender and strong, As if the world had been theirs all along, Time seemed to hush, the moment stayed, A quiet memory softly made. Beneath the sky where day meets night, Love lingered warmly, pure and bright.