Three

I sat alone on the balcony.
I sat alone on the balcony and watched the moon rise through the sunset; large and pale through pink clouds, then free, bright in the evening sun.
I sat alone on the balcony watching the moon rise, and drank a toast to what was but is no more.
I sat alone on the balcony in the moonlight, port in my hand, and memories in my heart.

I sat on the balcony and remembered that I was not alone.

Thank you everyone who has remembered with me today.