Random Thoughts-64

Fall evening turns in to night. As the darkness descends It stares at me through blinds. I leave the blinds open to touch it back. Voices of solitude-Crickets! The silence communicates, Some vague thoughts- worthless In their birth and demise! A little later I close the blinds Their soft cream color is soothing. If here, you would be watching MSNBC! The house would feel alive! Miss you every day! But my heart tells me you are happy up there. In the long cycle of time We were destined to have few moments together! Your presence is still all around the house, Touching me on countless moments. Fall evening turns into night. Savita Tyagi October 2023