A Short Day

Glowing grassland
I saw today’s beginning.
The sky was golden.
The clouds revealed a mystic glow.

I was very busy as the day progressed.
I attended to the cares of the world.
My mind was full of foolishness.
The words I spoke made no sense.

Night is close at hand.
I am returned to the morning.
I look for its beauty again.
I see the sky’s evening glory.
The moon is coming soon.

W. Wayne B.

© 2012 W. Wayne B.
Photo credit: noctiluca64
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About W. Wayne B.

I'm a software engineer, a poet and a librarian.
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