Long Shadow

The light just turned and everything's gold My shadow's longer than the yard Fence posts stretching into the street Like they've got somewhere to be and I don't Ten minutes of this Ten minutes where the clock forgets Everything amber, everything warm The day's last gift before it sets A bird on the wire sorting out its evening The oak tree making shapes I haven't noticed All year I walked past this exact hour Tonight I stayed Ten minutes of this Ten minutes where the clock forgets Everything amber, everything warm The day's last gift before it sets Been sitting here an hour, feels like ten Or maybe ten minutes, feels like always Hard to say when the light does this — Makes the ordinary look like something you'd frame Everything amber Everything warm