#BellsAtDusk
**Bells at Dusk**

In the hush of fading light, where whispers weave through air,
The bells begin their mingled song, a tender, haunting prayer.
Echoes dance like fireflies, in twilight’s soft embrace,
Each note a gentle promise, each chime a warm embrace.

They call the weary wanderers from sorrows left unspoken,
To gather ‘neath the amber sky, where hearts lie soft and broken.
The...