Eyes heavy...lids begin to fall...The night is amongst us...The wind bellowing its call...Sleep drops in behind you, taking over your soul...Wanting you to dream...The day is taking its toll...Hussshhh.......Let it come over you...Its not one to fight...For beautiful things come at the calling of night...
Reason for writing:
I was watching my 7mnth old neice, Bailey and it was late and she did not want to sleep..It was as if she thought that by falling away to sleep she would miss something..The more she fought the more the poem made since...In addition to that I love the night its mythical..magical..and very romantic...
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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