Today's poem is by William Reichard
The stretch of the shadows in the evening
of the longest day of the year is immeasurable.
Reaching deep under the Bridal Veil, deep under the porch
. Reaching long into the season, spilling one hundred shades
One hundred variations of purple, pink, yellow, orange.
Each flower casts its darker twin across the Snow on the
The trees sound restless, the children's voices, distant.
Such a thrill at that age to feel the day will never end.
As long as the light lasts, as long as the shadows do not
the day is yours. The darkness cannot drive you from it.
Copyright © 2016 William Reichard All rights reserved
from Two Men Rowing Madly Toward Infinity
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission
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