Day and night

The wind wanders
where passerines play,
and grants me repose
to admire the day,

And then as the night-fall
eerily sweeps
the star-light passes,
and promises sleep.



Poetry by kenneth wertz
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Written on 2007-03-03 at 17:00

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Doreen Cavazza
Short and very sweet. Your words conjure beautiful images. I get a feeling of lightheartedness and warm light when I read this. Very nice.
2011-01-16