The Night Is a Living Poem

Poems

by Faye Kilday

The moon is round and bright.

A confetti of stars lie scattered

in the sky, their soft glow

illuminates the night.

Geese wing north-bound, honking

encouragement as they fly.

The ocean rolls in the distance;

a lone moth flutters by.

And in the garden a hedgehog

snuffles, searching out snails

for its tea,

As a warm breeze gently brushes

my hair and the night wraps

its arms around me.