I stand and watch
at even tide
they wait in shadow
of timberline
I watch. they watch
we wait each night
and when the fullness
of the light
lay on the field
in gentle glow
they turn and silent
as the stars
like twilight ghosts
they go
and left alone
in dark to dream
and yet bereft
I turn away
and wonder if
they miss me too
and will they come
tomorrow
I imagine you getting lost in stories of the night sky..supping up the light of the moon..charging yourself up for days ahead..Jae
I will share it with you Jae 🙂