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