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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The night is my time for thoughtful contemplation Seated at the window, pen and pad in hand I watch the night sky, the lovely moon The stars staring back at me I wonder if anyone else is out there In that starry expanse, on a planet far, far away Looking at their own night sky Wondering if anyone is out there as well I guess its likely that we'll never know But maybe that's for the best I hear the sounds of the night The crickets chirping their nightly song So loud for such small bodies My footsteps resounding solemnly on the pavement The only humanoid figure for miles around And the tapping of the nearby swirling lake Its ripples forming in the moonlight I wonder how it is down there in that aquatic world Swept up in the current of a greater force Preyed on by the never ending chain of bigger fish I guess I'll never know Maybe that's for the best My only companions are the trees Those silent witnesses of the streets Who seem oddly more watchful at night Whispering their leaves in the wind Is their nighttime hymn one of beckoning Or warning? I wonder about the secrets they might hold Standing for centuries, you'd see a lot of things I guess I'll never know Maybe that's for the best Or the street lights, the guardians of the night Forever piercing the darkness with their beacons Or solemnly losing the battle when they flicker off After a final stand against impending doom One of the saddest sights to see is a dead street lamp Overrun with its greatest rival, darkness I'd wonder what it's like to fight the demons of the night Every night, for years on end until you flicker and die But I know what's its like Because I do the same thing every night Day in, and day out Maybe that's for the best
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