So as not to cause you distress. Song at Dusk Don't close the door just yet. There is still a little time for sunlight to shine. There are songs left for birds to sing. In the ditch flows water that may yet return as a shower.
Roads wind from far away waiting for our footsteps.
Look out the window at the setting sun. Who knows if the days of your youth may return as your young son. Even though of late your days have been exhausting, youth may eagerly run toward the still open door. Please wait a while more. Even when you think it is enough, count ten more.