Monday, June 2, 2014

Eventide at the Homestead

Dinner is over.
Animals are fed.
Sitting on the swing,
I relax and rest.

Frogs are calling out
one to another,
louder and louder
as more join right in.

Chickens are settling
to roost for the night,
with a cackling sound,
from a noisy hen.

I hear a few birds
still singing along,
while two dogs must race
to prove who's the best.

For a few seconds
it's quiet until
a car rumbles by
on the road below.

Light begins fading
as darkness rolls in.
My time on the swing
now comes to an end.

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