sleep awaits usA Poem by reluctantsyren
Inside the room
Where sleep awaits It is a quiet, bright lit space Church bells chime outside To call the hour The black cat curls close to me A purring engine sound of power The trees are half flocked with golden leaves Inside we sleep, Inside we deeply breathe. © 2016 reluctantsyren |
StatsAuthorreluctantsyrenCleveland Heights, OHAboutI have MS and write with a dictation device. My grammatical and editorial skills have decreased considerably. If you could read and tell me what you think, or give me editorial advice, it would be rea.. more..Writing
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