sigh

walking a few miles
as the day last a little too short
a weeks worth of experiences is
coming together in the
accepted way of a melted ice cube
and the clouds have all gone away
we are not as far
scrolling among these
rocks and trees
stones which make a long and lasting path
and branches which shade the close steps
we have only got this one flask
and the night will be here
before we know it
a busy week ahead
needs this as a precursor
to those choices that a collection
of duties await
the couple of
minutes we have a chance
to wrestle the comfort of the sun
as we get to charter a course
that the conversation will take
but only after the taste
of our pretty evening has
become merely an appetizer
to a brand new day

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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