Down Where the Jasmine Grows
Down where the Jasmine grows wild
Gracing the woods with yellow light
Wisteria turned loose romps through trees
Climbing higher cascading scent on midnight breeze
Night is dark for waning moon is covered in mist
As crickets' symphony orchestra entertains nights' owl
A thousand plants pollinate the cool night air
All is peace and harmony here
Whitie slumbers in his bed
With dreams of dinasaur's bones
Running through his head
Will this night be his last
Or will the radiation come
And kill all that can't last
Will it be payback for unleasing the "beast"
Some sixty odd years ago so we wouldn't go down in defeat?
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2011
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