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:
Absolutely beautifully written!!! I cry.
Faye, I just found your blog via Monte's. Beautiful. Just what my heart needed today. Blessings.
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