Somewhere, just beyond the bend in the road, the bus should
be approaching that will take me towards home.
It had rained all night, bringing huge clouds that blocked the sun's rays,
leaving the day cold. Even the sunshine that sneaked through
the cracks in the overcast seemed pale from chill.
A few days ago, a big tree across the street was adorned
with golden yellow leaves, then it rained, leaving
the tree black with its nikkidness, its branches twisted
in supplication as it asks for the return of its leaves.
For now, though, we have to tolerate the dark, waiting for the
days when the sun begins to return to our hemisphere,
bathing us in warmth and light.
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