something was buzzing
as we napped beneath
the tree of pink pixels
in my ear you snored
against my back, soft
bark and branch
a hushed breeze the
bow breaks and into
our laps: a baby
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
something was buzzing
as we napped beneath
the tree of pink pixels
in my ear you snored
against my back, soft
bark and branch
a hushed breeze the
bow breaks and into
our laps: a baby
I did not see that last line coming! Such a tranquil poem and then a surprise at the end!