Sitted at the lawn am gazing the horizon
I hope to see the gibbous brighten or perhaps
a glimpse of the night fall happpen.
But Lo! the chirps, cooes, mows and bleats
all in harmony as if to hypnotise me while the
bits of days fade away.
Will the reckoning of my days seize upon me like todays nightfall. I just can't but hope that my days will be an emblem of morning
Whoops am but wet with dew
©lewteb
L