Wednesday, August 10, 2011

A night spent listening

Crickets sang all night
And at first light
Joined by thrush & robin song

Wonder I what was being said
While others lay wrapped in dreams, in bed
Until my chance for sleep had gone

The deck, damp of evening's rain
Through steel-grey clouds day dawns again
Such a night of wondrous pondering be judged wrong

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