Dusk Is My Alarm Clock

I sleep all day out of sight In a tree hollow Coiled up in a ball, am I Stay still; don’t wallow When night doth blossom In the dusk I will forage Just call me “possum”
Submitted by: Charles Sides Posted: 9/28/2012 For the Wonder of Dusk in Seguidilla Contest
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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September 27, 2012 at 10:59 PM
A nice ode to the opossum! I liked the line, 'When night doth blossom'. The nocturnal creatures feed on the rhythms of the dark night. A well-composed verse!
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