SUNSET
Well, it’s over…. Finally.
The clock did its job.
The sun did its job.
We did our job.
Time's up. Pull in the
tables and the chairs.
Hang up the aprons.
Check the ovens.
Check the ovens.
Lock the restaurant doors.
Walk the cobbled streets
till one is finally home.
“It’s over!”
Sometimes those are the
most beautiful words one
hears at the end of a long day -
a long life - that is,
unless one is a pessimist.
a long life - that is,
unless one is a pessimist.
© Andrew Costello, Reflections
2015
Panting on top: Cafe la Nuit, Arles, Van Gogh
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