The Gloaming

I'm in a poetic frame of mind. So I went to the folder marked poems and culled one called Alone, and wrote another called The Gloaming. Here is my offering of poetry to you.
Love:
Cecelia

ALONE

We walked down the road apiece

You and I

Touching shoulders, lives entwined

Good times and bad

Our lots we shared

As we walked down the road apiece.

Now down the road I walk alone

No shoulder touching mine

Our ways parted at the fork

Separate roads to walk

You to travel lands unknown

Me still to trod the earth's terrain.

I loved you while we walked together

I love you now, though you're not here

To bare the dust and grit and grime

Of the road we shared

Remembering this brings thoughts of joy

And memories of tears.

To know as only I can know

To bear my cares alone

Sans sweet sounds of your footfalls

As I walk down the road apiece

Alone.

THE GLOAMING

The gloaming silently ushering twilight,
Twilight the harbinger of darkness of night,
Within the warm fecund womb of sleep
Where dreams await.

I breathe deep the essence of the gloaming
Finding  new peace, new grace,
Within the folded light
Dimming and dappling leaving
Glimpses of love
Paving my path through the day.

Twilight calling me home.