What do you know in the morning
that couldn’t be imagined at night;
the one before, or even before then.

You learn a little each day
only to forget when darkness intrudes.
It is our nature. Try to remember.

Night falls earlier now, the
light grows dim and
temperatures go low. Slowly.

By dawn’s approach clouds seriously
shift, uncomfortably exposing
what will remain of the day.

It is harder to determine where
the day will go after dreams subside.
Where will you go?

You can no longer hide
inside the shadows of the night
that just was. It is simply memory.

11/13/2023                                                                                                 j.g.l.