Sunset brings children home:
\nsun bronzed, scraped,
\nladen with adventure,
\ntrophies, disappointment,
\nlessons of the world;
\nunready for a bath,
\na story, and bed.<\/p>\n
And when my sunset
\nfinally calls my old bones,
\nthat return is set into motion
\nwith the directness
\nthat stops all clocks,
\nmoves all trains,
\nsets all suns.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Sunset brings children home: sun bronzed, scraped, laden with adventure, trophies, disappointment, lessons of the world; unready for a bath, a story, and bed. And when my sunset finally calls my old bones, that return is set into motion with … Continue reading