Night

KCMichigan
The moon creeps over the shadowy hills
and still the darkness lingers
clinging to the night
with cold and barren fingers

All is silent and still
except the soft breathing of the trees
As finally, the day sleeps
falling gracefully to its knees

Published by KCMichigan

I am a former Special Education Teacher( K-12), and current stay at home mom to twin daughters.  View profile

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  • 3lilangels2/9/2008

    very nicely said

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