Time Change

The sun hit the room in a sideways slant
the first day that clocks turned back;
I sat at my desk staring out the window
listening to the quiet of the afternoon
letting its mellow rays penetrate me;
I forgot the drive home would be dark.

I take it all in at once never leaving
holding on to every chance making
it impossible to let go and be alone.

If you were my friend, you’d love me,
not later, not forever, not before,
but in the quiet of the autumn sun
when the dark isn’t a consideration

and the hour is twice as long.

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