Just across the bridge, the road turns
gold as the sun
begins its long
descent and for
a time the way is golden lit
before it turns
from gold to gray,
then back again.
So it goes until the final
bend toward home when
the shadows grow
and night is near.
JDG
aholdingplace 
I enjoyed riding home with you and making the last turn off rt6 toward the house. Only on pondering a bit did the thought come to me, “that’s life.” Thanks!
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You took me on a journey – thank you! 🙂
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Noah Matthews nailed it! It is nice, in the best sense of the word, and with inflection.
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Nice piece.
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