Somebody must have known
the way I feel right now
as the still cool glow
of golden hour

wraps the trees
and settles on the grass
while I sit here in a
wicker chair looking out
from this porch that
somebody some time ago
must have built for
this moment

When I am embraced
by the incandescent sky
and passersby who escaped
the scorching fury of the day
to bask in the lazy breeze

and now
come down from porches
built for them some time ago
by somebody who must have known