When peace finally comes
A softness in the winds
The fires are gone
The quiet has come
Except for the nightbirds
which sing their songs
The shadows get long
Children's egos disintegrate
Meltdowns fry the atmosphere
The skunks come out
Moonlight after twilight
Sometimes to linger
Call out to the coyotes
Get old but stay young.
Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 8:47 PM UTC
When peace finally comes
A softness in the winds
The fires are gone
The quiet has come
Except for the nightbirds
which sing their songs
The shadows get long
Children's egos disintegrate
Meltdowns fry the atmosphere
The skunks come out
Moonlight after twilight
Sometimes to linger
Call out to the coyotes
Get old but stay young.
