In the darkness night
There are a beacons of Light
A guide for the tasks at hand
As time moves with the hour glass’s sand
Laundry and coffee, part of the evenings’ lull
For daytime goes fast and usually are full
It may seem like another night lost
But a coffee, a book, a pleasure as the clothes toss

Most of us don’t relish a trip to a laundromat because it seems like you are wasting time while washing and drying. But, a good cup of coffee and a challenging book would certainly help. 🙂
This photo has an interesting Edward Hopper look to it: something like a combination of Early Sunday Morning and Nighthawks.
Great shot!
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Hi theantilanscaper. Thank you for liking my poem ‘The Fire Station! The Foureyed Poet.