LEFT BEHIND

A thieving light slipped through

open curtains, laying quietly on the

floor.

 

Dawn rises out of gray canvas shadows.

Silhouettes of outside enter the inside

without a key.

 

Slowly the time clock of a new day

announces to the willing a call to arms;

a message without alarm to invest

with a challenge.

 

Time has no fear of being left behind,

but we do.

 

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