(A snapshot of the gloaming from my front porch. If you can’t be here, this is the next best thing. Be sure your sound is turned on!)

Postcard from Here

how I wish that you were here
to watch the sunset with me
lull of night song in the air
under the hickory tree
we would talk for hours on end
over cups of jasmine tea
solve the world’s ills and then
retire to sleep, to dream

how I wish that you were here
to glimpse the sun’s first light
streaming through the junipers
it is such a lovely sight
with the mountains all around
scent of blossoms on the breeze
songbirds’ happy trills, the sound
of wind whistling through the trees

how I wish that you were here
to watch the sunset with me
to glimpse the sun’s first light
under the hickory tree

~kat

For NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Challenge Day 26: Fill out, in five minutes or less, the following “Almanac Questionnaire.” Then, use your responses as to basis for a poem.