Saturday, April 28, 2012

Evening Poetry


Evening
Old man
sleeps,
breathes deep.
Shifts, sighs...
coming up for
air.
Hushed waiting - pause -
Then
rolls over and
sleeps on.




3 comments:

  1. Morning

    Young teen
    sleeps,
    breathes deep.
    Shifts, sighs...
    coming up for
    air.
    Hushed waiting - pause -
    Then
    rolls over and
    sleeps on.

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  2. Love reading your blog! And love the responses! You guys are great!

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