Birds, bat and a moth.

Sat outside drinking tea (Constant Comment)
in between dusk and dark (favorite time of day)
and heard the birds settle
in for the night as a bat
twisted overhead. When going back inside
a brown moth followed me in and spent a while bumping
into the white ceiling above any light that was on.
The moth paused on the edge of my bed where I was
reading.
The next day it was gone.