As people retire from their work
Murky shadows begin to lurk
Fireflies flutter across the lawn
They are out to play 'til the dawn
Crickets and owls cry from the trees
Reaching my ear on a midnight breeze
Night sounds rise in a refrain
That knocks against my windowpane
Its whispered promise fills my room
It calls me into the gloom
To dance to the rhythm of the night
And in the morn' to take flight
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Thoughtful Poetry
PoetryAll my thoughts as poetry and random poems that I have. Plus poetry inspired by amazing book series (Six of Crows). Comment to tell me what you think.
