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A Poem by steppenwolf
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The end of the day

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THE HOURS OF THE BLESSED VIRGIN MARY

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At thy command hour follows hour, and time’s full cycle is ordained.

1

It is true, to some, that the day ends and begins

With the setting and the rising of the sun.

The children run

Fall and scrape their shins

Toss a ball against the wall

Free as the wind--

 The sun changes position

And they know

That a new day really begins and ends

Not when the sun is on the mend

but

When their fathers come home from work.

2

All life is in the father’s brief case

Mother puts fresh garden flowers in a vase

She lays the cloth on the table

So that when Father comes he is able

To look on things clean and cooked and shining.

Father is back from fighting the battle

 Of taking and gleaning and acting and deciding

The day is done and subsiding

 A new one begins

Of combed hair, fresh sheets, the kitchen smells like bleach--

A kind of providing.

 

 

 

 

© 2018 steppenwolf


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At the end of yet another fine day, all these things, once did indeed come to pass.. if nothing is new and everything turns full circle, I will have fresh sheets and my kitchen will again smell of lemon scented bleach before too long.... thank you for a most interesting take on time... Neville

Posted 5 Years Ago


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Reads like something that might have been expected from a working man of his wife in the 50's when he provided and she tended to the kids and home.
Enjoyed reading you

Posted 5 Years Ago


there is something soothing, comforting and dependable in these words. i remember when i was growing up, dad coming home from work marked the end of the day. mom would scurry around trying to get things set for when he came in while we played outside waiting to be called in to wash for dinner. not unlike our heavenly father - the great provider. this is the cycle of many lives. we put the spent day to bed and ready ourselves for the new one. i like the ending with a lot of meaning on different levels that resonates ...

Posted 5 Years Ago


"a kind of providing" really like that last line...and this reminds me of my very young days in NY...
j.

Posted 5 Years Ago



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