In the gathering gloom she waited
ran with the foxes
collected eggs from the wild
Dawned the sun
hour upon hour until the dusk
the buses ran
she watched and at the stroke of seven slept
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
In the gathering gloom she waited
ran with the foxes
collected eggs from the wild
Dawned the sun
hour upon hour until the dusk
the buses ran
she watched and at the stroke of seven slept