Night Sounds

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    Night Sounds

    Florida night sounds seem to be
    like a miniature symphony.
    Crickets are the first to jump in
    playing their screachy violins.
    Whip-or-will, whip-or-will, whip-or-will,
    how lovely is thy piccolo trill.
    Ribit, ribit says the frog
    making his chello sound from a log.
    And the occasional cow makes a deep moo,
    the bass sound being all he can do.
    The wind blowing through the pines
    sounds exactly like symphony chimes.
    It's wonderful to go to sleep at night,
    to Florida's symphonic delight.

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    NayInLove commented on Night Sounds

    02-16-2009

    very nice :)

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

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