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
good write, thanks, go on. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem, I love tht time of night. xx