A BEAUTIFUL POEM TO SHARE TONIGHT........LET EVENING COME.......

LET THE LIGHT OF LATE AFTERNOON

SHINE THROUGH CHINKS IN THE BARN,

MOVING UP THE BALES AS THE SUN

MOVES DOWN.

LET THE CRICKET TAKE UP CHAFING

AS A WOMAN TAKES UP HER NEEDLES

AND HER YARN.  LET EVENING COME

LET DEW COLLECT ON THE HOE ABANDONED

IN LONG GRASS.  LET THE STARS APPEAR

AND THE MOON DISCLOSE HER SILVER HORN.

LET THE FOX GO BACK TO ITS SANDY DEN

LET THE WIND DIE DOWN.  LET THE SHED

GO BLACK INSIDE.  LET EVENING COME.

TO THE BOTTLE IN THE DITCH, TO THE SCOOP 

IN THE OATS, TO THE AIR IN THE LUNG

LET EVENING COME.

LET IT COME, AS IT WILL, AND DON'T 

BE AFRAID.  GOD DOES NOT LEAVE US

COMFORTLESS, SO LET EVENING COME.

Please enjoy this beautiful poem

from the Estate of Jane Kenyon

Photo by Me

Hugs to all,

Jo

Once, again, we are traveling so I will visit as I can....miss you all.