Woodland's Lullaby
The scarlet of the sky recedes from sight,
and whisperings of wildness are heard.
As shadows rush to fill the summer’s night,
they’re ushered in by call of mocking bird.
On pebbled shoreline of a shallow pond
appears a fawn once hid behind a tree.
The forest creatures murmur from beyond
damp spots where frogs now croak incessantly.
I hear soft sound of splashing and I rise
to see a duckling paddling along.
I watch him disappear, then close my eyes. . .
this time, to hear a night bird’s soothing song.
And though the ground is hard, I know that I
will dream in bliss to Woodland’s Lullaby.
For 'A STRAND (1062)' Contest
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