Crickets' echoed chirping
Night time's lullabye
Across the nearby lake
I hear the loon's liquid cry
Dampness' dewy drops
In the glow of the amber streetlight
Shimmering pearly drops
Twinkle in the night
Inhaling deep into my lungs
Freshness of purest air
I sit enjoying the stillness
Wishing you with me there....
Mysty
20-09-2000©