On a Dark, Chilly, Lonely Night

"On a Dark, Chilly, Lonely Night" By Nicholas Giro On a dark, chilly, lonely night, One lay there full of fright. He hoped that his life would get somewhere, But there were too many shadows lurking there. He was scared of the night. He was scared of himself. The only way of escape was that book on the shelf. He opened it up to the very first page And read what was said to be the truth of the age. He flipped through the pages and read them aloud, But no longer did he wish for a crowd... He bitterly wept and bent down his head; He said a long prayer and was rid of that dread. On a dark, chilly, lonely night, One lay there who had seen the Light.