Quietude
The fleeting comfort of her silence,
rocking his troubles to sleep
All noise has abated, the bats have gone out
—till dawn o’er the belfry to greet
(Dreamsleep: December, 2021)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2021
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