Lullaby Series Ii
Lullaby 2
wind voices speak wild words
above an eider down of dreams
and nighted owl sleeps close to the trunk
when November rends our sky
rain changes from her silks
and whitened raiment wears
as winter casts its nets of frost
across the naked bowers
Copyright © Patricia Cresswell | Year Posted 2017
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