midnight
Midnight has come and everything seems like its deadthe echos of yesterday seem to haunt me in my bed,
The darkness is so alone it seems like there is no end
I made a choice along time ago to welcome it in,
I hold it tight along through the night
It tells me one thing morning will be alright,
My thoughts scamper on longing for dawn
A bird outside my window starts to sing its song,
The sun kisses the darkness welcoming the light
The shadows are gone stolen by the night,
A new day has come the Sun is comming in
To say hello midnight is a drift...........
Inkmaster
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