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Embers of the Day (edited 2 September 2015 )

Lengthening shadows  
foretell the shortening day  
climbing neighbours' walls  
seeking out the garden sheds  
clambering orchard trees  
scrumping apples, darkened lawns,  
gable ends of pretty bungalows  
slip into the shade; doors tight shut.  
 
On they go 'til all the town  
is mute, and evening comes.  
A blackbird basks on the gable top,  
one last cry defies the night,  
windows close and curtains drawn.  
On the wall fresh shadows flicker,  
fires fade to sleep as the dog  
renews his vigil at my feet,  
staring at the embers of the day.
Written by Kexby (john rickell)
Published | Edited 2nd Sep 2015
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