NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Twenty-Seven

Now that night has come
the world takes a breath
and sits back
an old couple together
trees stand black
gated sentries
by the occasional window.
The mounded woods are silent
but at the corners
in the wet hollows
peepers screamed again
their romancing undaunted
by a sudden april chill.

NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Twenty-Seven

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