Simply Poetry

A Nightingale Sings

As evening shadows fall

A nightingale perched on a tree branch

sings by the light of the silvery moon

The twinkling stars

glittering like diamonds

across the pink sky

Sparkling waves on the lake

dancing a moonlight crescendo

a moonlight crescendo.

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Comments on: "A Nightingale Sings" (2)

  1. What a lovely and peaceful poem, Iris. Thank you. 🙂

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