The fireflies are the first to announce
the impending sunset
as the shadows lengthen
making the distant trees
blend together in a hazy canvas.
A not too far off bird
seemingly calling to no one in particular
only occasionally responded to
by a random competitor
or paramour.
I know not.
My feet resting on a deck chair,
I take this all in.
Enjoying the evenings calm
before the mosquitos make
this quiet place
an itchy, unbearable hell.
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