She and I and the Sunset

October 17, 2010
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The sunset
Light dying
And casting over us
Shadows of
Shadows of
They creep upon us
And we laugh
Then fall in solemn silence.
We look to the sleeping baby
Innher arms.
The baby is two.
She is
I am
Our childhood seems a distant imagining,
As we force alcohol soaked fruit
Down our throats.
Her daughter so precious.
Our futures not so malleable.
And our past
Pasted sloppily
In the scrapbooks of our minds.
Then in silence
We watch the last sunset of our youth.

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