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The Difference
A day makes.
I lie quiet on my pillow
At the end of the day
And peer out into the night sky
And movement o’er the Bay.
Up above the sky is lit up
In a myriad of stars
Exploding in apocalypse
From Jupiter to Mars.
Stars that shatter into sparks
Far up in the sky
Illuminating the water
As clouds fly sailing by.
A panorama of proximity
Alive outside my door
Moved me in subliminal ways
Right down to the core.
The view is now clear; the sky is near
The fronds and bushes are gone
Heaven stands on my doorstep
A piece to place my feet upon.
The cool flush of the night breeze
Caresses my refreshed brow
In touch with a living moment
Living in the now.
And from the Roos there is news
The Joey emerges from the pouch
Ah! the ups and downs of being a mother
Sometimes she says”Ouch”
What a difference a day makes
My heart has taken wings
I can now embrace the open sky
And the beauty that it brings.
©
David Rudder
2026
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