Wednesday, May 06, 2009

Evening

He was busy
The entire day

He got things done
He did them well

But now
Evening is coming

And

It settles down
Tenderly, on their shoulders

They cannot fight
They are stopped in the

Fading sunlight
And they pause, taking in

The change in the light

Everyone pauses
And everything is forgiven

Before the darkness

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