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Stop the sun

Stop the sun from setting, you
beg me as I wonder how to
calm you. I can’t do that, I say and
I can see you beginning to
protest in your head. Your eyes
say Yes, you can. You are my mama.
You can do

I don’t want the moon to come out. I
want the sun to stay, you say again.
The rain clouds hover to my left. Ah, salvation.
I can’t stop the sun – he needs to sleep, I
lie. But the moon can
stay away today. And you look
later and you see no moon.

And your faith shines through in your
eyes, glistening with
still resisting sleep.


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