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by Emilie Oct 8, 2007 category : Life, society / other
When the morning is gone, The night goes high. The stars are so bright, They shine in the sky. Can you hear the wind whisper, Whisper on by. It's calling the names, The names in a sigh. Will the darkness comfort you, Or scare you awake. Will you be content or a shivering sake. Can you see through the clouds, they hold all your dreams. They rock you to bed, They saw the broken seems. So just close your eyes, And worry no more. I scared out the bogey man, He ran out the door. So sleep so soft, So well through the night. With a kiss on your head, A dreamless night.
by David
Great poem, well written.. keep it up 5/5