“Day’s End”

It’s always a good sign to, at day’s end,
When crawling into bed, be satisfied
With all the work my hands have done in it.

What’s not so good is when that phrase “day’s end”
Has come to mean some hours after midnight,
Hours later than I thought it was.

Lord, grant me courage, strength, to do my work
In daylight hours, few though they may be,
Then, day complete, commit to you my rest.

I began this poem some weeks ago. At the time I had thought it would turn out as just another “verse paragraph” of medium length, as most of my poems are these days, but the cohesiveness and meter of the opening sentence caught my attention and directed me to the idea of stanzas. It rattled around in my brain for some time until I finished it this week.

As always, I earnestly welcome your (further) comments, suggestions, questions, critique, or other feedback about this or any other part of my work. (In other words, if you liked this poem, or you didn’t like it, or it made you think of something, or … please leave a comment to let me know.) If you liked this, you can follow this blog, which includes one of my poems every Friday, or read other poems I’ve written here on my blog (perhaps starting with those linked from one of the “archive ” installments, since the full archive is by now, at over two hundred poems, somewhat daunting); I’d especially like to know, as part of my preparations for a collection, which poems you think are my best. You may also share this poem with others, subject to my sharing policy.

This poem is also mirrored on my wiki.

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