Before the Day is Over
For Caleb
Twenty minutes before sunset
my grandson wants to go to the park.
He’s twelve and I know swinging high
on squeaky chains will not be his choice
much longer. Soon sports and girls
will lasso his attention, hold it
for years to come. The light wilts
as a breeze ruffles the leaves.
Birds chirp as crickets harmonize.
Lightning bugs punctuate the air
like drops of sunshine. We catch them
then open our hands, watch them fly.
© Robin Wright
Robin Wright lives in Southern Indiana. Her work has appeared in, As it Ought to Be, Rat’s Ass Review, One Art, Young Raven Literary Review, The Beatnik Cowboy, Spank the Carp, The New Verse News, and others. She is a Pushcart Prize nominee, and her first chapbook, Ready or Not, was published by Finishing Line Press in 2020.
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