Moist ribbets
rise slowly
from mossy crevices.
Crickets sing
cheerful songs
of give-and-take.
Soon the sun will rise,
and the balmy night
will cease to be heard.
Poetry and Perspective
Moist ribbets
rise slowly
from mossy crevices.
Crickets sing
cheerful songs
of give-and-take.
Soon the sun will rise,
and the balmy night
will cease to be heard.