The Dark Night
I heard the sound
of the dark buzzing silence,
The orange and red leaves rustling
Blowing on my tree,
Black and gray squirrels dashing
in the damp lawn.
I feel as tired as a frog at daytime.
I feel safe, comfortable, warm and peaceful.
I’m a huge dog with a big coat of fur,
A blue crayon on the patio,
melting on a warm day.
Then, I slowly drift away.
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