The sun wakens
and shines upon
weary eyes, and
grins softly to
itself as it hears
the countless bids
for 'just a few...
more..minutes'.
The day begins
with the usual
hustle and bustle,
and the yawning
pleas to the gods
of tea and java.
But then...
the night envelops
the land, and while
most do sleep...
the others come
out to dance by
the light of the
goddess moon.
The memories of
yesterday and a
long gone today
frolic 'round the
playground of
the mind.
As daylight stirs,
the voices slumber
as life's many
distractions take
hold
but then..the night
draws out the silent
tears and the wails
of the deepest heart
that you dare not
reveal by the light
of day
and when all else is
asleep, the children
of the tender night
step out from
shadows for we
all know...
the night always
remembers.
-by Mercurychyld
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