I enjoy

what many dislike

and try to avoid:

The racket of birds

picking and clawing

up on the tin roof;

a late fall housefly

buzzing about

over by the bedroom window;

static on the shortwave;

yes, even a fighter jet

shooting across the heavenly sphere,

horizon to horizon in a jiffy,

makes me jolly

For many decades I used to rush

to record said entities,

but of late

I just stop in my tracks

and enjoy!

My body is a point of no return!

Anna - a decade younger - smiles

with me

across the surge