The Quieting
When the day is done, and all the lights I lit are gone,
... I think of you, in ways I never thought I'd do.
When I imagine the many ways, to spend with you thru the days,
... I pray and hope of things to do, that others haven’t done with you.
When I see you in the deep of night, my mind is tranced by your sight.
... I lose my thoughts, forget my lines, and wish you near, all the time.
Copyright © Pax Geist | Year Posted 2019
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