we sit on tall wrought iron chairs
feet hooked around the lower wrung
sun sparkles in our eyes and hair
warms our skin
we sit facing the closing day
chatter bubbles from our lips
expressing our joy
red tile roofs spread beneath our perch
mountains grow up beyond the city's reach
creating a lacy edge against the sky
elbows rest on smooth varnished table tops
happily we sit sipping tart beverages
celebrating the day setting beyond the mountaintops
