lenten journal: nighthawks

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    sometime in the night I will be
    robbed of an hour of sleep in
    order that we might save daylight

    the thieves will leave nothing but
    the promise the hour will be saved
    kept safely and returned in the fall

    still — what if this was the night
    I was to sleep deep enough to wake
    truly rested and somehow relieved

    or I was to dream of a sheltering sky
    over that single day at the seaside
    with just you and me walking along . . .

    or perhaps of a night when I walked
    into the Hopper painting before daylight
    and took my place behind the counter

    Peace,
    Milton

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