deedeewisdom

My beloved and I
Stand at the window
At dusk
Looking for those elusive
Creatures
Of the night

They swoop in quickly
In a flash
Oh dearest, you missed it
There it is
Now gone

Elusive I said
Difficult to see
In the fading light

Yet we persist
Knowing they are there
Our eyes not sharp
Any more

An old age
Date of sort

Together at the door
The twilight glistens

Our old eyes
Hoping to see
Just one

Oh there it is!
We both see it!
The bats eating bugs
Flying over the house

Of two old people
More in love than ever