The wind whips away
Soft chill on bare flesh
Evening—the end of the day,
Start of something else.

Gardening it reminds
Moonshine it brings
To a grateful shepherd
Miles away from home.

Night is a quiet companion
But weekends are different
Man and his imagination,
The best team ever known.

Clouds rumble above
To unnatural flights
The sky is very busy
So is Berkeley’s night.

The ocean takes apart
Yet heartbeats rhyme
Home is in the heart,
A reminder of affection.

Commentary:

So there’s an important event tomorrow in San Francisco! It’s called Fleet Week. Perhaps that’s why there’s been a lot of aerial activity in the Bay Area.