Night Poem, April 18, 2017


They walk through the cloudy night

The two of them, arm in arm

The night is warm

No jacket required

In and out of the streetlamps, slowly

They talk of some day long ago

When the children were young

And they piled into the Chrysler van

And sailed south to some ballfield


Those were simple days, they say

Yes.  And these are good, too.

Yes, all of it is good.


copyright 2017

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