What is that?
The buzz in the background
The clatter of my shoes on the deck is no match
This familiar, but unknown sound in the distance
The hum of the stereo can’t overpower it
This sound is comforting, yet teetering on insanity
The dim light of the nearly full moon casts a shadow on me
This strange noise varies, and it is all around me
The whisper of leaves is not as beautiful
The volume goes from loud to a silent plea
The milky colors of pink, purple, and blue paint the sky
The click, from the trees, is growing stronger
The sky’s hues turn darker
What is this sound?
The sound is of nature
It is the deafening hello of the crickets
The buzz in the background
The clatter of my shoes on the deck is no match
This familiar, but unknown sound in the distance
The hum of the stereo can’t overpower it
This sound is comforting, yet teetering on insanity
The dim light of the nearly full moon casts a shadow on me
This strange noise varies, and it is all around me
The whisper of leaves is not as beautiful
The volume goes from loud to a silent plea
The milky colors of pink, purple, and blue paint the sky
The click, from the trees, is growing stronger
The sky’s hues turn darker
What is this sound?
The sound is of nature
It is the deafening hello of the crickets
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