Blankets and stars (a poem)

A slightly frustrating day yesterday—but I did manage to write something…

The stars aren’t likely to show tonight
cloud cover sits heavy above lights and sirens
forming a blanket fort over the city

We sit comfortably on living room sofas
watching sitcoms and old movies
laughing and crying and dreaming

The blankets are warm and life is good
if the stars want to hide a little longer
that’s okay with us

Let the stars sleep tonight
safely hidden behind the clouds
it’s good to turn down the lights once in a while

(14 September 2015—posted September 15)