Day Shuttered
Curtains be drawn
today be shuttered,
the sign Closed
hung in the sky window
by the Master, Sun.
Restless be I,
yet bound
by the tick-clocking
of time's daily custom,
I search the dark for sleep
but find it not,
Only falling awake
to overhear Me
be saying to Myself:
'The day is over. Time to rest.'
Then sassy-mouth Myself
talking back:
'But I want to stop
the day's end.
Please, I haven't finished
living it yet.'
Copyright © Sarah Ann Jullion | Year Posted 2023
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