Near The Back Porch Poem by monk frost

Near The Back Porch



Bright the star's, during a clear night
Opaque a half moon, near translucent
Full the sky, not a cloud in sight
Silent except for the crickets chirp
Window's open, she drifts off to sleep
To dream of a tomorrow so perfect

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