Goodnight

He flicked the light unknowing
Put down his keys and hat
Took off each shoe quite slowly
On the kitchen chair he sat.
The rain outside had tapered
Patting lightly on a pane
Inside a dot past chilly
Turn up the heat again.
Dinner in the freezer
Not much of an appetite
A bare and quiet evening
Hope for hurried night.
Another day has ended
Along with its vibrant sun
The world outside has ended

A silence has begun.

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