The Cricket Sang

Hey everyone! Sorry I haven't blogged in a while. Today I thought I would post a poem. I know you are probably tired of my constantly blogging poems but I seriously am running out of topics to write about, so if anybody has an idea that they would like discussed, then you can post it under comments. Thanks! Anyways here is the poem:

The Cricket Sang

By Emily Dickinsen

The cricket sang,

And set the sun,

And workmen finished, one by one,

Their seam the day upon.

The low grass loaded with the dew,

The twilight stood as strangers do

With hat in hand, polite and new,

To stay as if, or go.

A vastness, as a neighbor, came,--

A wisdom without face or name,

A peace, as hemispheres at home,--

And so the night became.

Thanks for reading!

Luv,

Me