At the end of the day
When the sun starts to set,
It's as lovely outside
As it ever will get.
Though I'm partial to morning,
When light's just begun,
There's a calm and a beauty
When day's nearly done.
If the day were a sandwich
For me to be fed,
I would pass on the filling
And savor the bread.
Monday, June 23, 2014
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