September 12, 2017 9:46am CST
I am about to sleep for my eyes are already heavy, but I try to write this short poem for tomorrow's inspiration. "I Call It a Day" The sun goes down Fowls gather up and down To their place of refuge, secured Protected and assured. Working people do likewise In a hurry to homeward wise To be in their own family Safe, sound, and happy. Nightfall, peaceful and calm Soothing breeze like a scented balm Making you and me to fall asleep For tomorrow's job to upkeep. Goodnight, friends! Note: This is to be reposted to my poetry blog, "Verses Expressed".
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