Edwin Hofert Poet Rhyme

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Night Time Like a Lover

Night Time Like A Lover

Someones feeling lonely, I can hear it in the night.
Reflections of a teardrop deep in my candle light.
I search my mind for the words that I might help them through.
Suddenly I realize that I am lonely too.

Stepping out beneath the stars I look up at the sky.
My candle had gone out from the teardrop in my eye.
Instantly it came to me I misread what I see.
The night that came for loneliness had come only for me.

I smiled and said I'm okay there's been done no harm.
You needn't do this all for me it is a false alarm.
I tried to send the night away but it refused to go.
The truth I am aware of. The night will always know.

All at once down on my knees anguish deep inside.
While the night stood watching tears I could not hide.
I tried to stand I begged the night. Please. Won't you just leave?
Silently it waited while it watched me grieve.

Angrily I stood upright. Have you not one word to say!
Softly night time held me and took my pain away.
I felt completely foolish how could I be so wrong?
Night began to weaken it had stayed with me too long.

It faded into morning I cried stay a little longer!
Please I'm sorry don't leave me at least. Not til I'm stronger.
It was gone as it had come so silently it crept.
I would have missed it all! If only I had slept.

I'd have missed the night time calling me bidding me come out.
I'd have missed the moment, of my reason and my doubt.
I would have missed the shame I felt for screaming at the night.
I would have missed the moment night time made me feel alright.

Sunlight bearing down on me birds singing in the trees.
I don't know when it happened I'm back down on my knees.
Suddenly an echo I began to smile.
Night time like a lover said I'll be back. In just awhile.

Edwin C Hofert

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Emile Pinet April 18, 2015 at 10:06 AM An outpouring of emotions that surges up from the heart and splashes against the page like a cleansing rain, as the author pours out his soul to the night. Emile. #7 Edwin Hofert April 18, 2015 at 10:25 AM Thank you Emile. Even your comment was poetry to me. God bless my friend. Ed