A Courteous Goodnight
I watched the sun settle in behind the orchard
The same way an old man
Would settle into his favorite armchair
At the end of the day.
Slowly, almost reluctantly,
The sun slipped below the horizon.
Darkness came upon the land
As the eyelid of the sky
Closed over the earth.
The sun was now resting
In some hidden place.
Always a courteous guest
His departure was also the same –
He put the light out when he left.
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