One More Day

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So late,
I dare not check my watch,
Nor glance behind
To see what memories
Come to mind.

Don’t wait,
For words that will not come,
Shadows staring dumb and blind
As if I could see past the shroud.

My hemisphere races toward the sun,
The ocean’s roaring in my ears,
Too soon the eastern sky
Will join the night in tears.


Had I but one horse
I would ride away,
Yet my feet,
Refuse to run,
Or don’t know how.

If I had one more day,
Not to count the hours,
But with which to build
From stone and mortar,
From air and sand,
To render form from the finite,
To gather dew from the fields
And spin a cloak, for you, so fine
That the memory of it
Would quench a diamond’s fire.


But now the ocean roars in my years,
And a riderless horse stands patiently
Waiting for an answer;
That is not the horse I meant to own,
Nor even to see led away;
I only ask for one more day,

I only ask for one more day.

Author: Virginia Wagner Galfo

These are scary times. Prepare yourself to take a stand for what is right. God damn it, just be kind!

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