Cycles
A cool caliginous
night
Crickets in their abode
talking
A desolate street with no
lights
A doddering man
balking
Soon dusk kisses
dawn
Birds are out
chirping
Sun is shining and the curtain
of night has drawn
The exuberance of girls
playing
Copyright © Stewart Watkins | Year Posted 2022
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