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Night closes in, softly, smothering day's test
Descending as a blanket ow'er those who'd rest.
The quiet hum of computer, glow from lamp and screen,
are faint reminders of the days efforts, what was said, or seen.
Tis time to turn off the screen, to silence the hum.
For now at least the days test is done.
Sleep I now seek, and some peace of mind.
To leave the days cares and worries behind.
Tomorrow dawn's soon, in a mere few hours,
So I'll find what rest resides in my powers.
And when springs sun rises, cold, crisp and fair,
bringing anew another days test,
I will be willing, if able of care,
To stand with greeting...
"Thank you kind Sir, I shall do what I dare...."
With apologies to poet everywhere...
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