Calling Out... Poem by Nestor David Armas

The crickets are calling

Out the stars,

Paper holes punched

Into the night sky,

Hear their tune

They play

Just for me and you,

Listen to the waves

In the background,

Their crescendo

Ever so louder

Yet serene,

Watch the dark sky with you;

I could until the morning

Like a face through a screen door,

Looking out, looking up

The twinkles are bright

White sprinkles on a chocolate cake,

The crickets are calling

Out the milky moon,

Lighting up the world

Before we sleep,

Hear their tune

Lullaby serenading,

Gently our daytime cares

As we lull off to our dreams...

(09/05/2011)