Midnight is upon us,
Just observe as the birds slowly vanish into their homes,
And the bats take their place.The butterflies take all their beauty from the day,
And hide it from the night
As their cousins circle around the light.
Midnight stories.
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The days grow colder,
As our hearts grow fonder
Of the world around us.
We are too busy aiming for the moon,
That we lose track of the stars.
Moonlight stories.


Sometimes I prefer the night to day,
Cause everything in the day is seen clearly,
Whilst the night is a mystery to the naked eye.
Midnight stories.

                                                       ­                                   Jonesy 2016©