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A Specific Moment in Time

Cheryl is a poet, freelance writer, author, and former newspaper columnist. She has degrees in Psychology and Biblical studies

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In the stillness of early morning

Just before the break of dawn

As twilight’s gleam is fading

I open my eyes and yawn

The crickets suddenly cease their song

Not a sound in the atmosphere

You have one leg draped over mine

You’re snuggling and holding me near

Suddenly the silence breaks

Crickets are chirping once more

I sigh as you release your sweet embrace,

Roll away and begin to snore







© 2019 Cheryl E Preston

Comments

Cheryl E Preston (author) from Roanoke on September 23, 2019:

Thank you Loma.

Lorna Lamon on September 23, 2019:

Such a beautiful and expressive poem.

Cheryl E Preston (author) from Roanoke on September 22, 2019:

Thank you

Patricia Scott from North Central Florida on September 22, 2019:

O love me some crickets....and a beautiful expressed sentiment here. Angles are on the way to you this evening ps

Louise Powles from Norfolk, England on September 22, 2019:

That's a lovely poem. I like the sound of crickets, I find them very relaxing.