Nature's Quaint Rhythm
Autumn's time-worn night,
charmed by its full moon;
wisp pleasant cool breeze rose.
I lie awake In bed,
watching out the window,
as shadows dance across the bed,
searching for sleep.
Perching mockingbirds sing,
their weft threads carried
on whisper puff breath
lullabies, by chance,
might put me to sleep.
9/20/2020
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2020
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