When darkness descends
Mid twilight's flurry.
And the sun has set
And the eyes are blurry.

As the empty stomach
Must have its say.
And the brow is heavy
Midst belly's bray.

You're tired from roaming
Come days end
While longing for peace
And rest my friend.

So tired and weary
The mind has become,
And the heart is turned
T'ward home.

Walterrean Salley

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