The Passing Day



A cool breeze blows the sun below the horizon

Little birds scurry home to their nests

The symphony of cricket and cicada begins

As streetlamps wake to a warming glow


A pastel rainbow lights the western sky

And mothers sing their babies lullabies

Toddlerโ€™s heads drift off to quiet sleep

With dreams of what tomorrow brings


And in the quiet of the coming night

A single window glows with a soft light

That bids the return of the loved ones

To the heart and hearth of the home


The day has passed with ready speed

Time has gone and is hoped well spent

For an instant the mind is freed

And finds the stillness of the moment


There is where it lives and breathes

Every hope and wish for what may be

Every word and act is replayed

At the passing of another day


Have I given all that I could give

Does the time that has passed away

Think I have well-spent the day

Or is there something more of me


The body aches and the mind tires

Sleep is asked to bring strength renewed

And as the eyes close to the world outside

I am happy to have had this day alive




12 Responses to “The Passing Day”
  1. beth says:

    Wonderful gratitude. Life is all about recognizing moments

  2. Jim Borden says:

    What a beautiful tribute to the simple pleasures of a life well-lived…

  3. Francisco Bravo Cabrera says:

    “I am happy to have had this day alive.” A great verse to finish this beautiful poem. Great work my friend, so well written, so filled with such strong images…I really admire your art, which is great poetry. All the best,

  4. Francisco Bravo Cabrera says:

    My pleasure my brother

  5. Roser says:

    Lovely imaginary and message! ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ’

  6. jupitergrant says:

    This is such a lovely sentiment and expressed so beautifully

    • Brad Osborne says:

      Thank you, Ms. Grant! You are so kind to take the time to visit so often. I greatly appreciate your support and am consistently inspired by the things you put in my head! Hope you are well and happy!

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