On a quiet night The leaves will fall And you will feel The rustling wind You will hear The whipoorwill call "Let me in, Let me in"... You will see The glory and splendor Nature's artwork Close at hand You will know With utmost candor Sensation far beyond Mere man
Reason for writing:
Look around...the inspiration is everywhere....
Birth sign: Cancer
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