Barry A. Lanier

(Georgia)

bLittle Cricket (#1 Poem)


His ballad sets the evening sun,
Bidding all farewell, the day is done.
While twilight ushers in the dew,
Welcomed chirps, that bid adeau.

Vastness of dark, and night soon came,
Through wind and thunder, he still sang.
My quickened heart, forever still,
Little friend outside, my window sill.

Hark! O'er the valley, and the dell,
His ballad echoes, all is well.
One last refrain, sets the evening sun,
Bids farewell, the day is done.

Submitted: Sunday, March 26, 2006
Edited: Friday, April 17, 2009

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