Each Night Poem by Richard G Berg

Each Night

Each night
She is
A rhythm of cherries
A murmur of moon
A meadow of mist
A swallow softening its gist

Each morning
She goes
Downstairs

To collect the post
To feed the cat
To fool the night
That she can be
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Richard G Berg
March 2022

Tuesday, June 16, 2026
Topic(s) of this poem: cat
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