the courtyard looks morose todayseparated from the verandah by grillsenergy flow blockedby the end of camaraderieearly darkness of wintry nightspushing people into warm bedslacking what fired them-companionship moonlight shining on dreamssleeping on the terraceon together summer nightsa distant memoryfading into oblivionnew goals overtake lifechallenges aboundthe world is not always round W3 Prompt #132
Morose Courtyards
