Friday, April 30, 2021

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I so adored late hours. I was what you would call a night owl,
As fireflies seldom appear, until creamy moon is on the prowl.

I loved the quiet and peacefulness, and staring at a big moon,
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
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S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 01 May 2021

Cont/ And yes being a night owl does affect daytime performance as my day begins late and sleepy. Kudos for your super poem. Plz do read and comment my newest poem too titled, 'A recount.. of pandemic lockdowns the world over'

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S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 01 May 2021

Wow this is a fabulous relatable poem and you have an excellent poetic talent how you express in rhyming. Im quite the nightowl as well even though not insomniac.

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