Night

by

Richard Betts Jr.

The night; it beckons me,
And the wind; it calls my name.
The moon; it smiles at me,
But the stars confess their pain.

The dark; it speaks to me,
It discloses and conceals.
The silence; it haunts me,
All it hides and yet reveals.

The night; it swallows me,
Engulfing all my fears.

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from: Nenagh, Cotipperary, Ireland

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