Awaiting Quiet Hour
The hour arrives when moon and sky unfold
as prelude between day and eve awakes;
till hand of sunset bids goodbye, consoled
and quietude lingers before dawn breaks
endowing soft pause, mending workload's aches.
( Not entered in contest)
Any poem in June not for a contest-- for Laura Loo
Written 6/11/2017 Submitted 7/2/2017
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