Poetry from Stephen Jarrell Williams

A New Beginning???

I can’t tell

if it’s early morning

or late evening,

it’s not cold,

a little warm,

comfortable,

everyone sitting outside,

fluffy chairs,

relaxed,

quiet,

not waiting but

content,

with no buildings,

no houses,

no mountains,

no hills,

just a slight curve

of the earth,

waiting for

the sun

to come up,

and the stars

to shine

into the far distance

of a city of gold.

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