The night fell in all white and strong
A whistling through the window's song
No hurry to her resting place
Came stealing steps from days long race
She offered up a healing calm
A note or two from nature's psalm
With trees all wrapped in street light glow
She sang a tune we used to know
As time took moment for a pause
And freed us from our daily laws
A silence came and held the land
And let us sleep all hand-in-hand
Comments
Local use of Rhyme
great poem....
love that poets are moving towards
rhyme
the mystical feel of this one
is suspenseful
metaphors galore
kinda gleeful
in readin it
symbolism and mythologies
Thank U eightmenout
Mr Wolf!
Thank you, sir for the kind
Thank you, sir for the kind words. Appreciate you taking the time