Late at night

September 1, 2007
By Ann Merrell, Park Ridge, IL

Late at night The town all asleep Except for me, it seems I count sheep but it's just no use. How is it that they all find rest? Is it just I? Am I the only one? tormented, troubled and trying to find peace. I pace the floor quietly- not to wake those more fortunate than I. To the window and I see A soft glimmer shining in the distance.
I'm not alone.

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