Sunday, October 4, 2009

Upstairs Room

From the room the view is best
Like a sparrow in a nest
Highest up the window view
Shows what's new.

Nothing's new around just yet
Grass and pavement getting wet
As the steady rain that pours
Does the chores.

When the world is washed and bright
Crickets chirp announce the night
And the street lamps further down
Light the sound.

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