At Twilight

Tardy squirrel,

early raccoon,

both climb over

my balcony rail

to pilfer tomatoes.

I offer a trade-off:

chocolate chip cookies.

Stale, but they accept -

anything goes

in this midway time

as between segments of life

when, also filled with the need

to forage and store,

I swipe green moments to write,

hope some turn ripe.