Cats sit at the end of their driveways

in the summertime evening

“Here puss…puss,” I say.

but they don’t move

They’re waiting

for what?

I do not know

In the doldrums

or the woods

I wait

wishing the winds would blow

but when a third of your life is gone

you might take a moment

to bask in the warm air

Remembering…

Next year

the forecast

will be stormy

with a touch of fog

but right now

I’m enjoying

blue skies

Neighbors mow their lawns

and trim their hedges

while cats sit at the end of their driveways

waiting…

for what?

I do not know.

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