Slower to Set

It’s mid-April, mid-evening and I stand, amazed at the light

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I stare out my window, still

Unbelieving it finally came

The day is longer, light stays,

Leaves slower


The sky is a cotton-ball at 7pm

And it’s gonna be a late dinner again 


Evenings stretch ‘till dark  

The sun resists its sinking


The street lamps yellow and light the ground

Hints of green through the brown 

Greenery to make the iris glisten

Emerald eyes  

Birds fly home in a line 

And the water rushes, rising 


Sinking in the roaring bankside

Soles caked with mud


Growing with the blooming spring