Joan McNerney writes

Tonight

Chimes tap against our 
windowpane. This evening 
becomes starry sapphire 
as sea gulls rise in 
flight over rooftops. 
Winds wrapping around 
trees tossing leaves. 
The court yard is full of 
aromas from dinnertime. 
Shadows growing longer 
each minute. Lights go 
on and I wait for you.

 
Monument -- Matthew Cornell