A moon mostly full

I walk down familiar streets

The night cool and still

All is silver-blue

Bright as an overcast day

Shadows cast crisply

Flowers on the wind

A breeze, but not too chilly

Bat-speech in the air

The streets are empty

All the people safe at home

Windows shining bright

The stars shine above

Ochre halo 'round the moon

Western clouds rose-hued