October 11, 2021

Silent Night


It is a moonless night and I stand in the doorway as a streetlight flickers on and off. Somewhere in the distance is the lonesome sound of a train whistle. Wind chimes ring softly with the breeze. I contemplate the latest news on her medical treatment, “as well as to be expected.”

        and in time light . . .

Dan Hardison

October 2021