blue sky folds into grey shadow
while neon signs brightly glitter
a singer’s voice fades to low
blue sky folds into grey shadow
the diners get ready to go
and the air becomes acrid, bitter
blue sky folds into grey shadow
while neon signs brightly glitter
About Joanna M. Weston
Joanna M. Weston is married and has two cats, multiple spiders, a herd of deer, and two derelict hen-houses. Her middle reader, Those Blue Shoes, was published by
Clarity House Press; and her poetry book, A Summer Father, was published by Frontenac House of Calgary. Her eBook, The Willow Tree Girl, is available at her blog: http://www.1960willowtree.wordpress.com/
