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Night Flight.
Just before the darkness falls
when dusk yet holds the sky
and day's sweet warmth still
haunts the hour, the
pipistrelles will fly:
lustrous notes clear cut the
night a blackbird sings unseen,
as shadowed wings beat tirelessly
upon the joy of spring.
A Series Of Spring Poems
Refreshing and redirecting - thank you for the reminders that change for the better happens. ~S~
Thank you, I just wish things
Thank you, I just wish things would turn the right way up again. sue.