Dancing fireflies
Spring fever
Midnight
Amorous mockingbirds
Sing love songs
Cicadas keeping time:
Meanwhile,
Around back,
Night blooming jasmine
Wanders in
Trailing stardust
And
Moonlight.

Someday,
When we are old and gray and full of remembrance,
And rocking on the porch, eating madeleines,
And drinking tea, we’ll speak of times
Spent in Paris once, and talk of days of innocence;
We loved freely then and freely trusted too,
That this wide world was ours for the taking,
And tomorrow seemed too much like dreaming,
Yet joys and sorrows both through windows blew;
And suspending now our cradles’ stirrings,
And softly sigh, oh bittersweet to recall,
How quickly surrendered spring to the fall,
So near yet our hearts’ soft remembering.