by Kippy Stewart
Under moonlights magic
Cricket songs sound long
of summers passing too swiftly,
towards Octobers Fall.
When snowflakes pile in winter,
‘ll dream dreams of summertime
Within the rhythm of Crickets lullaby….
if compression is the first grace of style
by Kippy Stewart
Under moonlights magic
Cricket songs sound long
of summers passing too swiftly,
towards Octobers Fall.
When snowflakes pile in winter,
‘ll dream dreams of summertime
Within the rhythm of Crickets lullaby….
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