I want to stay a while longer.
No lightning bolt from the sky, please.
Let me linger
in the sweetness of the days and nights
and the coolness of the old shade tree.
Praise be to
whatever there is out there, in here
just over the horizon of my ken.
I play with you
in this sandbox, and together we make
do with what it seems we have.
Image: Ken Karr.com Nan- Time Wrinkles, 2015