This Evening, Only Words

...can capture the sight of moonlight on snow, walking up the dark path...

...can record what fine form boy and guitar were in....

... can tell of the guy, bundled and bearded, alone in midnight's wind chill & empty street with shopping cart half-full of bottles, who stopped for a moment outside the window of the bar to listen--

"It's getting better all the time--"

who moved on....