Twenty Four Hours A Day

and then it is done,
The walk and the run;
These two
If we had begun
This race without one,
This too,
Nothing would be won.
We would set the sun
Here too.

Enough room to spare
Not enough to share.
Daylight
Comes to meet us here.
Noon is our hot air.
The night
Cuddles so aware,
Whispers in my ear
For light.

Leonell