Sunday Poetry Post: A Summer Night

This poem is by Amy Michelle Wiley, I just like it a lot so I wanted to share it with other people.
A SUMMER NIGHTBy: Amy Michelle Wiley

A soft breeze blows through the willow trees this night.
The full moon rises and fills the field with silver light.

Listen and you will hear the crickets cheeping in the grass,
And the frogs croaking their lullaby to the tadpoles huddled in a mass.

The night Owl hoots, then flies away on silent wings,
While the stars in their shapes make delightful things.

I love the sounds on a summer night.
They remind me of God's majestic might.


Nita Michelle

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