Had Good Night Poem by David Howerton

Had Good Night



When quiet drained waiting calm
evening comes tired look at book
sit with cup of tea and book
have a wonderful night.

Then the exhaustion settles
dropp book on floor
lose an hour
no clue where it went.

Night surrounds
seeps into things
gives little
and demands pieces of soul.

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David Howerton

David Howerton

San Jose California
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