Nights


Nights
by Unknown

Hot nights, green nights
songs of croaking frogs,
cat wails, chickens dream
dreams up on the rafters.

Chickens dream, sadly stare.
over stalls and hay piles
snarling cats up on the roofs
move with flashing eyes.

Green nights of stables, huts
worries over all
weasels shudder in their holes –
for the morning comes.

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