And Then

After the arrival
a shift:
red sunrise squints through the fork of a tree;
troops splash off the steel ramp and up the beach;
grand children and their parents giggle at the door;
a politician on a sun-struck day takes the oath of office;
a new pastor gives his first fire and brimstone sermon;
teenage neophytes “do it” under the football bleachers;
a gold medal rewards years of solitary workouts.

And then?
The sun will rise tomorrow. . . .

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Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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