The night
getting deep
so quiet
perhaps the birds are resting too
the moonlight projecting the shadow of the tree on the curtain
I get up and open the curtain
inviting the moonlight come into the room
dripping on the bed
washing and comforting the dusted and the tired me softly
Oh!
I'm sleeping in mom's arms again
1 comment:
Wow, Xiaojun! It is very much like the final sentence in Chapter 5. It is very thoughtful and poetic. Thank you for sharing it with us!
-Alyssa
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