Shelter

Shelter is a whisper. House is a dream.
Morgan’s younger sister counts the stars
on Wednesday evenings.
Mother watches the cars on TV,
the auction and the old power cars.
Alice has grown up into an Angel
of blue jeans and Jack Daniels t shirt.
And the world is waiting… for old men at crosswalks,
and retired Power Rangers. And Presidents.
We have become, so becoming and we have become
so much more than light or darkness or sheen.
We have.