They sat together in comfortable silence, having been in each other's company for over ten years. One of their favourite places was on the swing chair, overlooking the backyard, gently moving ... [+]
Wind chimes ring behind our house
in random harmony,
riffing with each passing bird
and thrumming bumblebee.
A glass dragon also sways there,
seeming mute while wind chimes sing,
but sunshine sparks cantos of light
from each iridescent wing.