Nights are when I can remember,

My quiet embrace shares stories.

Time would last us forever, or

Would we be subject to change.

In a crisp chill, I held you close,

In an “is this all there is” pose.

The crickets are sounding alerts

That summer nights are waning.

I want to take that walk together,

I only wish your presence near.

These weeks ahead will be silent

Reminders, our sweater weather

Sweet memory holding you close.

My heart does sing, occasionally,

Serendipity will protect my soul.