Personal Poetry: The Crickets

Friday, October 9, 2009

The Crickets

The Crickets Sleep the day Into the throbbing night When crickets will not stop And peace, however slight, Cannot arise Nor poke its slender head Between their waving chirps And call the weary world To its rest “You should have slept at noon”, The busy insects say, “Rested with us in the heat; And... Sign in to see full entry.

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