Apr 15, 2005
Late Night Haiku V
By | Posted at 22:58:59
XI.
Softly night falls here,
The sound of the computer
Mourns the passing day.
XII.
The wind blows to, fro,
My mind too goes for the ride,
Where does it lead me?
XIII.
Quiet, the cars drone on,
The soft sounds of a city night,
Someone heads t'ward home.
Tired, I am now.
I think I will go to bed,
And sleep 'til morning.
Very nice, Kevin.