Beauties Of Night (Working Title) Poem by Becca Buckley
Beauties Of Night (Working Title)
The stillness of this time of night
When all but me is fast asleep,
The gentle humming all to hear,
The beauties do I sit and reap,
The subtleties of Earth, a mother,
Tending to her children's beds,
The chorus of engaging dreamers,
Night now woven from her threads
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5/4/2024 3:38:22 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Lovely poem, I love tht time of night. xx