Night Wind Croons Poem by Lamar Cole

Night Wind Croons



The time of night was eleven.
As they were walking along a bridge to heaven.
It was a starry night.
And everything felt so right.
He knew that he would kiss her soon.
As the night wind crooned.

Saturday, August 10, 2019
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