Where We Live

As the morning’s day

Begins to warm

A breeze stirs

It sets free

The coolness trapped

Under the shade of the trees

As the coolness of night

Begins to take hold

The evening air is filled 

With the rhythmic sounds

In the darkness of night

The stars

The moon

Illuminate the skies

In the light of day

The sun shines forth

For all to see

The beauty

Could this be home