Chamber Music
For a small poem
Night rain falls softly
On a cobble stones
Seen by a streetlamp
From roofs rain rolls
Down like tears and
Not a word is spoken.
A little nothing
A cat sits on
The steps
Not catching rats
Admires
The moon
Copyright © Jan Oskar Hansen | Year Posted 2019
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