The End Of A Day
An attempt at a Haiku poem
As I lay quietly,
just the sound of the cricket
is all I can hear.
Then another sound,
a neighbor is up quite late
but stillness prevails.
The night floods in now,
as do some memories past
as I lay content.
The night is pleasing,
as the moon beams in its light
the world is at rest.
Ahhhhh sweet rest at last,
the end of another day,
wifely duties done.
H.S.I. © 2020–23.
No rhyming this time. (Smile)
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