Evening

We used to let the daylight fade
slowly and without shame.
We used to wait for night
to drip into the sky.

It had to happen,
whether we were playing catch 
or digging holes.
But we learned to linger in the end of the day;

we made up tricks to drag it out.
Just one more minute,
one more game.

The evenings of my childhood
were always evening and evening.
Now every one is even.