September’s Dawn

This is a little poem I wrote earlier this year, in the middle of the night. I found it in my old notebook, and thought, since this year’s about to end, what’s the harm in sharing some poems I wrote in 2017?

Well, this is the one I’m most proud of. More are coming soon.

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I couldn’t sleep the night summer ended.

I looked and listened instead of closing my eyes.

The house was still, the world held its breath —

Til I heard an owl tell the world goodnight,

And through my window saw a rising light

Before I knew it — the break of dawn.

That year’s summer was forever gone.