With the windows open…
I listened to the chirp of crickets—
the burps of frogs.
Felt natures’ winds creep within
softly billowing the curtains…
in the darkened hours.
With the window open…
the stars looked in upon me—
the moon glowed with curiosity.
I snuggled beneath the sheets…
resting upon downy pillows…
and slept like the baby
I could never be again.
