I watch evening deepen from your bench
With dogs nearby, no deer seen
I am tired.
But a different tired. I am sorry
my emotions got me this week but
I miss you.
This weekend did not go quite as I hoped.
But really did fine in that so many
responded to it.
Your soul would be happy
With all that happened.
I miss you,
But am content to sit out here as the light
Diminishes, an owl hoots, here, home
Easing my soul.
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