poem, poetry N: Nocturne #NaPoWriMo Posted by ipsyb on April 16, 2019April 16, 2019 I sit in the dark While the house sleeps The familiar sighs The gentle creaks The thump of a tail All the sounds I own As the house becomes home And I can rest in peace. Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading...
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