Crickets in November
The calendar stared at you with full knowledge and intent
Did you listen?
Temperature dropped a little ice for a few mornings
it appeared the calendar would once again,
prove right.
~(
)~
(in the stillness; darkness of night)
~
there sounded so defiant
my friend,
Cricket
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