I live
A friendly midnight
Within the warm silence
Of sleeping loved ones
And scented by the waft
Of roses growing dew
Beyond the screen

Sock-footed
I pad about in the dark,
Navigating by lighted clocks
And street lights striping the floor
And I find treasure,
A snack,
To bring back with me
And all is Home.

Wednesday, May 26th, 2004