Transience
Headed out early this morning walking
the dogs with a blue sky overhead but
a bank of cumulonimbus clouds building
to the northwest with a faint shard of a
rainbow base hanging on that horizon.
By the end of our walk, the clouds
had moved east and we returned
home in a light sun-shower.
He came to bed late, settled in next
to her and in the morning
left only his mortal remains
Copyright © D.W. Rodgers | Year Posted 2020
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