Wednesday, May 15, 2019


When Shadows Fall

When shadows fall

And night birds call

Fireflies come out

And crickets shout

Whippoorwills sing

Fresh dew drops cling

 

Silhouette’s line

Peers through thick pine

Weather turns cold

Light rays of gold

Calls of a loon

Heralds the moon

 

Stars sparkle bright

On wings of night

And ebon veil

Share wayward tale

On night breeze sigh

Moon’s staring eye

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