Saturday, December 20, 2014

At Midnight

At midnight, there is a a certain fright,
At midnight, I sleep soundly by the candle light,
At midnight, I feel alight, because....
At midnight, I know soon it will be daylight and everything will be alright.

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2 comments:

  1. I agree with you Joseph, the midnight hour is definitely the point where we cross over into slumber and wait for the coming light of morning. I like to stay up until midnight, but then I do not want to get up the next day! This was a nice poem and I'm happy you shared it for Two Shoes Tuesday!

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