The inexorable decline of a season.
And incline of the next season, happily
Those stars will get you every time.
Good thing, too!
I love solar lighting and I love your poem. The evening is to enjoy and the morning is to work.
I too prefer that schedule, even tho working in the dark renders my mistakes more excusable.
A wonderful piece, with an apt image. Greetings!
Makes me want to go out tonight and gaze at the heavens.
The inexorable decline of a season.
ReplyDeleteAnd incline of the next season, happily
DeleteThose stars will get you every time.
ReplyDeleteGood thing, too!
DeleteI love solar lighting and I love your poem. The evening is to enjoy and the morning is to work.
ReplyDeleteI too prefer that schedule, even tho working in the dark renders my mistakes more excusable.
DeleteA wonderful piece, with an apt image. Greetings!
ReplyDeleteMakes me want to go out tonight and gaze at the heavens.
ReplyDelete