Night Scene

Please note: This poem was copyrighted in 2004 and is on file with the US Library of Congress. No part of this poem may be reproduced in any form without prior permission from the author. This poem appears in the book, Perfume of Dust, ISBN# 0-9724347-1-2

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NIGHT SCENE

Take off your shoes and follow me

Through the dew-struck grass by the arbor's side,

Far from daylights roar we two can hide

Beneath countless stars in an endless sea.

All gone to sleep are the birds of air,

But way up high in a walnut tree

Awaiting the moon and his nightly spree,

Sits a lone old owl who calls and stares.

The crickets chirp and the frogs sing too;

The night still seems quiet and tranquil

With the long days bustling voice so still,

A voice forgotten, as I walk with you.

Come take my hand and lead me where

A gentle breeze stirs the grass to life,

Where we can sit and forget the day's strife,

Watch the moon slowly rise, dissolving our cares.