The crisp night air brushes across your face
as you breathe
in and out,
in and out,
silently taking it all in,
unaware of the rest of the world;
nothing but the stars overhead
glistening in the blackened sky,
daylight slowly fading;
you hear the crickets singing
see the fireflies resting in the unmowed lawn
anxiously anticipating the dawn;
across the street you can see the outline of a tree,
for now it is just an outline,
but in the light, you know its true colors;
you lay in the bed of the familiar pickup truck
without a care in the world
about the time or day;
you just lay there,
silently taking it all in,
as you breathe
in and out,
in and out.