Listening

Big Abba fan and so pleased that their come-back songs are so good;

Outside the owls are crooning
and the night is flowing
through the silent trees.

Inside the cats are sleeping
and the night is growing
with the southern breeze.

And I am watching stars grow
in the dusky dark,
listening to owls call
and the foxes bark.

Perhaps I would have changed things,
if I’d had the choice;
instead I hear my youth pass
in that strong sweet voice.