On Evening Poem by Sambanath Denis

On Evening



When evening has fallen on me, when he
Has come to me upon the wings of time,
Has lain upon my chest his weary mind,
Told me all his burden that weighs on him,
I take to myself his head and he sleepeth.

Friday, September 5, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: evening
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