Sunset from the Porch

From the porch swing I watch night come
A drama of light and dark.
All drama needs music.
The music is a chorus of tree-frogs
Sweet chirping of birds
Songs of the mockingbird
Lullaby of cicadas
Music that comforts souls 
Music that softens the pains and strife of day.
Music to rest by.

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