Sweet Evening (Poem 109)

One cat on the sofa,

One sleeping on the chair,

One sock off the needles,

Soon to be a pair;

Jazz sways in the background,

Children play tag outside,

I'd think this was heaven,

But I haven't died.

Evening cascades downward,

The cooling air, pure bliss;

Bed and book await me,

Twilight unfurls slowly,

Lingering so sweetly,

Like a goodnight kiss.

(c) 2013, by Hannah Six