Night
I sleep all day
But live the night
Listening and watching by flickering candle light
The night speaks of words i can not say
The night comforts me unlike the day
For the dark is my friend
The not knowing of whats near
Or around the bend
Well night is the same as day
For some its a scary mystery they say
But its only the light thats gone away
poem by GJC boyle
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