#smallpoems #poemsofpresence Sol set on our son's 9th birthday Twilight hasn't risen stars still out of reach like normalcy shrouded behind a crochet

#smallpoems
#poemsofpresence

Sol set on
our son's 9th
birthday
  Twilight hasn't
risen
stars still
out of
reach
like normalcy
shrouded behind
a
crochet purple
jumper pulled
loosely over
the canopy
seeing leaves
awaken. Their
clocks stirring
in an inevitability of
hope
kids winding down
as birds beckon
last call
I close the journal
and head inside