Country Living - Poetry

Better light

I walk into a dark room

I feel all empty inside

I turn on the light switch

With life, the place does feel

I step outside and look around

The sky becomes a darker

The moon and stars shine through

With experience the world displays

I walk through the woods

Oh the sounds I do hear

Sounds of creatures around

Some sounds from afar

I walk back toward the house

With thoughts of better times

Yesterday is gone, and life goes on

A good night’s rest then its tomorrow

Dogs

Sometimes I wonder what dogs say to each other

Why the slurping sounds when they eat their supper

Barking, howling or growling is what we do hear

They seem to have a language of their own

Always digging holes to bury toys or a bone

Barking, howling or growling is what we do fear