At midnight whence all is still

At midnight whence all is stillI sit on my bedsideAnd drink in the quietFor the first time in the dayI am alone with my thoughtsYou and the animals sleepBut I am restless before restingAnd my thoughts will notLet me abandon them so easilyI consider time and spaceMortality and immortalityGod and…

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Father’s Day

When a parent dies, It is not so much for him, Or her, That you cry, But for yourself, Because in their end, You see, Your destiny. ©Copyright 2018 by Kevin Fraleigh

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