Night

Have you ever looked out the window
in the cool midst of the night?
To see the emptiness of the streets,
to watch the dark put out a fight?
Suddenly, it becomes lonely,
and doesn't feel quite right
When the only thing that's visible
Is a sliver of moonlight.
This loneliness compels me
To sit, and I indite
a poem dedicated to the time
the stars may reunite.
And as I'm by this window,
My thoughts race and they ignite,
Someone in this big world of ours
Is also up tonight.





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