Evening hour…

Evening hour

slowly takes over.

Shadows dance

across the kitchen table.

Empty eyes

stare out the window.

Soapy hands rest

in dirty sink water.

Rustling leaves

and fresh cut grass

fill the breeze

of summer’s past.

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