As the day ends in the bright light,

The work and grind is left at the door,

It's up and down are left outside,

I sit and lean to get my rest,

It's all I can to just be upright,

All in all I am glad for today,

Sometimes the lies are hid in fog,

But no thinking and working but rest is here,

To do and sigh as things detach,

I want to paint and take a drink,

The go go go is gone for now,

I'll rest and be till tomorrow comes.