While SleepingA Poem by Robert Ronnow
Spring peepers
stop peeping. A satellite crosses sky. One peeper keeps peeping in time to the satellite blinking, an eye. Deep thinking. I crosses sky. One peeper keeps peeping © 2015 Robert Ronnow |
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Added on November 18, 2015 Last Updated on November 25, 2015 |

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