Monday, May 15, 2017

A Pouring Heart

The calming moonlight has now gone to sleep
My dear love sleeps, my children sleep
The dew drops drip, and tip tap sound
Chirping crickets and frogs can't sleep

The cooling breeze from a rain drenched night
There is no heart, that it can't melt
I thought so I will never grow up
My children proved I still have not!

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