Night falls over us
blanketing the world
the crows settle into
the thorny branches of the mesquite
the troubles of the day
drift into stars and clouds
swift moving and silent
a world unto themselves
remembrance calls us
sentiment and obligation
weighing heavy
over dreams lighter than air
a sleeping house
and slumbering children
a moment of balance
each breath taken in safety
an immeasurable gift
precious
fleeting ~ Caroline A. Slee
I really think the opening is great. Really hooks the reader in.
Thank you! And, thank you for reading. 🙂