Silently We Watch Night Come

As a bat weaves about in the warm evening air I sip iced tea and rock in my front porch chair A gecko sits upon the wooden window frame Stalking moths drawn to the light through the panes Quail hustle off to settle their brood for the night Always choosing to run instead of taking flight Off in the distance coyotes start singing I look up and notice a spider web clinging Golden sun reflects off the web in the rafters From a neighbors home I hear children laughter The six O'clock train blows its horn going through town Far enough away to be a sad mournful sound My husband comes out, sits beside me, joins hands Silently we watch night take over the land