After a hard day, the sun pulls the covers to his chin and snuggles in for a well deserved rest.
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Your Return
I am alone
The words have receded
There is no sound
It is empty
Where have all the thoughts gone
Will they sneak back in
One by one
Careful not to draw
Attention to themselves
When alone and empty
Have the thoughts all
Fallen through the cracks
Hide and seek
Just waiting to pounce
To surprise
Or just to quietly reappear
Like naughty school children
Like the cat
Who waits for his prey
Motionless
No movement
Not even a whisker
I will wait
For your return.
annellannell 