Daytime Hands Off To Night

looking over water

from backyard

birds come down

once last chance

for the day

feast or famine

unaware fish

swim by

a meal or home

to early

to call

a cool breeze

starts to find

its way

to end

a another

heat full day

the sun

ends it free fall

off in distance

water swirling

ripples trace

the surface

from whence it came

smooth jazz

tickles the ears

Franks and Krall

magical question

popsicle toes

are always froze

how many licks

to make you

happy

the world

may never know

one can guess

one more

might do it