Untitled #2~

Night has sunken, slowly rising

Skies of black and starlit blue

The still of silence, gently sighing,

Dreaming of a world made new.

Spring peepers softly sing again

Rising, haunting, from the night

A song to usher springtime in

Winter’s sorrow, reborn light.

A/N: (Or is it P/N?) Omg…TITLES. Can’t…think…grr…. 

            I don’t even know if these two stanzas go together well…What do you think? Hmm.

Please review, if you don’t wanna that’s fine. Thanx. ^_^

A/A/N: I’ve just realized that ficpress is being a bother and not uploading right. So the first stanza ends at “Dreaming of a world made new”. Sorry! I’ll try and find a way to fix this.