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The Sound of Night

When we go to sleep The night comes alive From the womb of the day Here it arrives A beautiful thing With so much inner glow Sometimes it's revealed Sometimes you don't know The animals living within The whispers of the trees Cooling down it's mothers heat By giving us a chilling breeze Hidden witin itsef Are those mysterious music makers With a different face in the daylight Our beautiful music wakers So protective of its source Never are they revealed Hear them with no sight Yet you know they're real These are the sounds The night gives to us But never the musicians Showing its mistrust

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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Date: 2/13/2012 12:48:00 AM
This is wonderful and it invokes so many pictures of what is lurking in the night. Maybe you catch a sound or a pair of shining eyes and then your imagination takes flight. Nighttime hides such delicious mysteries doesn't it! Lovely poem! Love Jane
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