Moonset

Dear crescent
That's setting in the west

Today,
I am like you in certain ways

It's just late evening
You've already retired
Thin, sinking, and fading
Your life's over for the day
You are bleeding to death
And no goodbyes to say

Yet, I am unlike you
In just one way
A hundred more things to do
But if I sat any longer
I felt I would just decay


~ Mar 16, 2021