Birds and reed

poem 23 of Napowrimo

I've been losing sleep
reading books I've not had enough time for
and writing the ones no one will care to read.
Late nights, they keep me company when I can’t talk to you.

Reed moves with wind and water, nature's rustic pipes
keeping bird and bugs secure
late night's darkness won't keep you safe unless you speak
you tend your garden with the light, bi…