by Michelle Seyner08 Jun 2014
The night has rolled her velvet carpet out
and sprinkled it with softly shimmering stars.
In the distance, the sound of humming cars
is emphasized by a seagull's lonely shout.
And the night quietly whistles her own tune
as she looks at how the river bends her knees
under the careful watch of flowers, birds and trees.
Just another peaceful, fragrant night in June.
7 June 2014.