Twilight's Tow

It's been a while since I have watched the evening settle in and fill the silence up with darkness. It comes the same however; too long I've stayed outdoors. I turn and watch my shadow reaching out toward night that silently pours through trees a mile away. My homeward walk will find me in the dark before the backyard gate swings to and startled dogs begin to bark. A thousand limbs that scraped my face and just as many spider webs I failed to see, you'd think should make me watch the time. But twilight's steady tow, however rare it may have been, will find a mind with too much on it and holds me in the growing dark to tally up the worth today of what was done and what was yet to do.