a sameness of days
lays on the weary afflicted
like a tarp over leaves
piled in the yard
waiting to be collected
while idle we wonder
at the comfort of days
whose same sameness
lays like a soft blanket
in a cradle quiet
the same sun shines
as the day begins
and sameness gathers
close around us
as we set out to pray
© Patrick J. Walsh
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