At Twilight
Tardy squirrel,
early raccoon,
both climb over
my balcony rail
to pilfer tomatoes.
I offer a trade-off:
chocolate chip cookies.
Stale, but they accept -
anything goes
in this midway time
as between segments of life
when, also filled with the need
to forage and store,
I swipe green moments to write,
hope some turn ripe.