A Cry in the Dark

I open my window

And let in his cry

With the chill  night air.

He is out there

Somewhere in the dark park,

Or the churchyard nearby.

 

 

I closed my

Window against the chill air.

He remained there,

(For how long I

Can not say).

Then his cry

Seemed to fade away.

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Published on May 14, 2023 22:45
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