Day's End

As cotton clouds still crossed the sky As if they'd just been spun, Lionesses watched the day pass by, Relaxing in the sun... Contentment conquered all their qualms, They saw no need to move, No sudden panics or alarms And nothing left to prove... For them, it was a normal day, With sunshine everywhere, A gentle breeze seemed here to stay, As if without a care... A mellow mood from first to last, Perfection, so to speak And yet day's end was coming fast To end another week... And so they lingered side-by-side, Just blinking now and then, With sunshine as their only guide Till moonlight shone again... The heat would fade, as light must, too... The lionesses sighed... A shame they can't give thanks like you For all that God's supplied... Denis Martindale, copyright, June 2012. The poem is based on the magnificent painting by Stephen Gayford called 'Day's End'. More Stephen Gayford poems here: denis-martindale-dot-blogspot-dot-com