Friday Evenings

If I had my druthers, I would live
Snug in an airtight house with picture windows
High on the central peak of Herschel crater,
Mimas, Saturn, and lose my Friday nights
Staring in fascination at the rings.
Well, not this year. But while I’m getting ready
I use my Friday evenings writing mail
To dear, dear friends who live too far away.