The late afternoon
Changes the mood of the day
A cooling breeze
Erases the oppressive heat of the morning
A crystal blue sky
Without a single cloud
A tiny plane slips suddenly
Onto the horizon
Where it’s going – unknown
I watch my dog
As she stretches out on the grass
In the dog park that she truly believes is hers
And hers alone
She rolls and lays her head
In the softness
Smelling the sweat scent of the lawn
All of this I realize
From a bench nearby
I too have lain in the grass with her
On other days
Watching clouds changing shapes
And making formations
In the quietness
Broken only by birds
Momentarily talking to each other
And the swaying trees
The only movement
Intruding on the stillness
Of the late afternoon
Before the sun sets
And brings the night
Making way for a new dawn
Unpredictable
Yet with the hope
Of another late afternoon
Like today