certain nights will be recalled more than others
the night your mother gave birth the caterwaul before the glory
the night of skinny-dipping waves lapping you like live massage
the night you drove through home calling, pulling, singing
the night that was so dark you could not find yourself
the night of spring peepers promising to make love ruined renewed
and then, that night when footlights glittery as diamonds shined on your story
gahlstone 
Nice!
I really like this poem also! Haven’t seen (or thought about) the word caterwaul in many years. Adam and Cathi Baus each contacted me to see if I could/would meet with Adam during his visit to NYC. I’m spending the afternoon with him on Sunday, which should be fun. He said he wants to do things his dad would have done and would have made him happy. People in the Baus family must have said some nice things about me over the years. I’m trying to decide where to take him in the city. We just got back from a wonderful 8 day trip to New Mexico and Colorado. Took many amazing hikes and saw incredible natural wonders. So nice to get away. Claudia was relaxed for the first time in well over a year. Unfortunately, that ended as soon as we got home and had to deal with her folks’ situation. Hope you’re doing well.