Midnight
Midnight is such a lonely time,
Neither yesterday or tomorrow.
It could lift you or for all you know,
Make you laugh or bring you sorrow
Midnight is a step into the unknown,
It could be called The Twilight Zone,
Midnight, before it comes, take stock,
For on the morrow there may be a shock.
© Dave Timperley April 2016
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