Twisting, turning on my bed
I stay wide awake
restless
until the night concert begins –
crickets chirping
repeating
cric-cric-cric…
a part of me heals.

(This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026)
(This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the other poems here.)
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