Saturday, March 02, 2024

Clockwork


 The porch lights will come on at dusk,

And they'll go off four hours later.

Like clockwork.

I'll manage to fall asleep

And dream strange dreams.

I'll wake before dawn,

like clockwork.

The day will pass,

Somehow.

Each hour like clockwork.

Distractions, so welcome,

Move me forward. 

And yet, time has stood still since you left.

The sun and the moon continue their dance

Across the sky. 

The stars shine and the waves crash, 

Like clockwork.

2 comments:

monstev said...

Absolutely beautifully written!!! I cry.

geri oster said...

Faye, I just found your blog via Monte's. Beautiful. Just what my heart needed today. Blessings.