Mar 30, 2019

'Every evening" //

Every evening,
Darkness swallows it all,
Even the sun.
Then, come morning,
The darkness is erased
By the light of the sun.
Darkness. Light.
Some creatures prefer
To live in one.
And some creatures
Live in the other.
It isn’t like one way is good
And the other is evil.
I say, sleep when you're tired,
Play whenever you wish.
I love both, and I love
The wrinkles and bald spots
Of becoming an older man.
There is a time coming
When the darkness will come
And stay.

30 Mar 2019

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