A good friend of mine broke down in tears today. She was so stressed that she couldn't see the light at the end of the tunnel. After a few hours of talking, de-stressing, and hanging around at a friends place, we wound up at Waffle House. Having eaten our meals and talked for an hour, we finally paid the tab and left. As we were walking away, my friend told the lady behind the register to have a good night. The woman looked at us and said, "It's morning now."
Night
The sun set hours ago,
But it never said goodbye.
They always say it's darkest
Just before the dawn.
Who are they?
I tell them, "I don't believe in mornings
Until I see a sunrise."
Burden of proof on the cheerful
Leaves me lazy,
At least for tonight.
If the sun rises
Then I might change my opinion.
"The future is something which everyone reaches at the rate of 60 minutes an hour, whatever he does, whoever he is." - C.S. Lewis
You are such a good writer.
ReplyDeleteExplain this last section to me?
ReplyDeleteThe author is dead. The answer is within you. Think, and you shall know. Generic platitude number 4.
ReplyDeleteI actually can't tell you exactly what it means. If you want me to tell you what I was thinking as I wrote it, let's go get a cuppa.