darkness
Short days
Dark nights
If only it meant
I was getting more rest
Perhaps it is time
to see darkness as romance
Candlelight dinners
Reading by iPad light
Or find light
illumination
wherever you can
And with a sigh
call it good
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I like that idea of seeing darkness as romance…I hope to start spending some time out at night watching the stars.