The River (New Poem) 5/9/14
The grass is still wet from the rain. No cars or trucks are on the road. The moon is hiding behind a blanket of hazy clouds. All the small shops and local restaurants hang the familiar "Closed" sign upon their doors. While families rest peacefully in their beds a single porch light shines on through out the night. Somewhere in the darkness a neighborhood cat roams about. The only sound outside is the calm and comforting river current flowing by.
