maybe now it begins the dust made a home on the half-halcyon years
enough easing in they'll be expecting you slowly but consistently enough
to chalk up the highlights that make a fulfilled life alone or not alone
but with an always orange glow flame tilts to change wax drips to history
Written: February 2023. Explanation: A poem written in my own time. Feedback welcome. A link to my Facebook writing page and Instagram page can be found on my HP home page.