Stored Sunshine

By a sliver of moon, we recycle the sun:
in solar-cell storage it brightens the night.
The cat's gone to bed, the tortoise and dog;
We drink last year's sunshine in wine, while the light
glints and distorts as it stencils our table.
Then it's upstairs to bed while our legs are still able
to carry us there. Will we sleep in this heat?
With a nightcap of armagnac - dreams will be sweet.


© Celia Warren 2016

Our host's dog Dolly appeared in my yesterblip. Their cat and one of their very friendly tortoises appear in my Extra today. It's been a lovely day of relaxing in and beside the pool, reading, eating, drinking and  enjoying each other's company in this beautiful part of the world.