Earth Longs

Quiet is the late night

 silver moon hidden now 

with no see-able light
movement is still somehow

Branches stretch as they reach
quiet sound surrounds all

spring brought season to teach
long to hear sweet birds call

Early spring the time grows

lone hour gained tonight

daylight wished for now shows
evening at last seems right

Bit cold with a slight chill

little warmth yet outside

earth longs for fragrant hill
flower buds please don't hide

- Rhoda Galgiani