Nature, Poetry

Night sky

Give me a soft
place to lie
high up on a 
mountain 
a hammock
slung between 
two pines
where I can 
slip into 
a warm flannel
sleeping bag 
and take pictures
of the stars 
’til I fall asleep
to night 
sounds….

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