Now is that moment in the evening
When we can finally rest our heads
For everyone dear to us is at home
Tucked up safely in their beds;
The headlong whirl of the day is over
And sounds have settled to a hush
The pace has slowed almost to a halt
Disappeared the frantic rush;
The monsters and dragons have slunk away
Back to their deep, dark caves
They heave their lonely sigh of defeat
And leave us the peace we crave;
Whatever tomorrow might bring us
Whatever might come around
This moment belongs to us
With everyone safe and sound.
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Author:
Paul Gerard Reed (
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Comments2
Enjoy the pause before the next storm. A quiet and peaceful feeling to this poem. So nicely worded and well written
A nice feel to this write, calm and relaxing, before the next days onslaught comes, enjoyed the read
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