The Sun is Setting

Take down your flag. The rain is falling. The gentle drops that wash away the past Are falling all around us, falling fast, Eroding all the paths that led before. . Take down your flag. The seams are wearing. The weakened threads of a forgotten age Have failed to stop time’s turning page. They let … Continue reading The Sun is Setting

My Race

My life has a limp and I shuffle along— swift and graceful as a turtle. Other lives have limbs built for speed and run majestically like cheetahs. My heart loathes to lose, but my head is in the game— I will limp on for You, and when I do, I only seem to lose.