Night Sounds
While gazing at wonders of star gleams,
listened to wild quail as they cooed dreams.
Up and down dry riverbed came cries
of night birds exploring darkened skies.
Warm-blanket sounds to erase day's rush
Slowly sounds fade, night deepens to hush.
November 11, 2022
Copyright © Ann Peck | Year Posted 2022
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