The blanket of night is being drawn
ready for the cosy cuddle of sleep
and the pillow of rest.
This day is becoming history,
exiting stage left,
whether its moments are momentous
or merely padding
in an intertwining tapestry.
The eyelid of tomorrow
will part for a fresh scene one
on a newly set stage
with opportunities,
unwritten dialogues,
and untrod pathways.
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