a bed in passing

grass sun

sun lies down
on a field of grass

not sleeping
just laying down
to rest awhile
on a lovers bed

not sleeping

and this moment too
so brief in the day
will pass


© Frank Prem, 2017

September 2017 Poem #11: a bag of nothing

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