Endings & Pauses

It’s sad to say goodbye to the day.

No matter how ‘bad’ it was,

it’s still painful almost, to see

it go into the archives of memory

or memorabilia.

Tomorrow will come for most.

We have a long time before our sun

burns out.

It outlives all.

On this round ball.

Sometimes you kick the ball-

over the fence.

You have to stop everything

and go get it.

But you may resume

again your play.

Kicked balls & ended days

all have their place.

Maybe it’s good that the day ends.

Thank God, really!

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