We need light to live
We were volunteers once at Kartchner Caverns. Turning off the lights was a part of the visitors’ tour. Made me appreciate the bats’ “sonar”!
A cruel, rainy night
death came knocking at her door
clear skies in morning
(I thought about writing clear skies “in mourning” as well but left it as is.)
Thanks for the fun challenges, Jason!
We were volunteers once at Kartchner Caverns. Turning off the lights was a part of the visitors’ tour. Made me appreciate the bats’ “sonar”!
A cruel, rainy night
death came knocking at her door
clear skies in morning
(I thought about writing clear skies “in mourning” as well but left it as is.)
Thanks for the fun challenges, Jason!