Puritano

November 22

In Uncategorized on November 11, 2011 at 3:20 pm

Light oozes from the sky.

The violet dusk gently pulls up

fleecy grey covers and

switches on a few faint nightlights.

People lay down in small quiet rooms.

They are tired from their day, filled

with fresh memories ripe for plucking,

to be set on the soft high mantel

of their dreams.

Just before drowsy eyes shut

for the last time,

comes the faint click

of time shyly tiptoeing out

and shutting the door.

Painting by Stephanie Law

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