The day is packing up
and leaving,
slinging it’s backpack
over its shoulder,
not making a sound,
like the day before it
and the day before that
and I listen
but it doesn’t say good-bye
it just lifts its coat tails
as if not to trip
and runs and runs and when it
gets to the corner
I keep watching
but it doesn’t turn
or look back and wave--
It just gets dark.
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