SOMEWHERE IN BETWEEN

Birds singing at sunset,
an after dinner walk
in the cool breeze,
small exchanges
of the day, a smile
and a laugh fit
somewhere in between

Birds singing at sunset
kids on bikes race in the parking lot,
we, within our steps
cross with a cautionary eye,

Birds singing at sunset
we reach a bench and sit
taking in the darkening sky
like lights dimming before
the opening curtain to an evening ballet.

Birds quiet after sunset
nestled by the stars and their
evening glow.