Night Opera
     Charlotte Partin

     Stars hold back night's curtain...
     A strobe moon shines above...
     On stage, a cricket chorus
     belts out "Be My Love."

     Stage left, the fireflies enter
     Ablink with evening dew.
     The night owls preen and huddle
     waiting for their cue.

     Gypsy moths and mayflies
     perform the "Porchlight Fling."
     In awe, the willows whisper,
     appraising everything!

     A far-off dog sings back-up
     to the tomcat's plaintive tune...
     When I attend the opera
     from my porch swing every June.