Alone in the Night

A wooden bench under the darkened sky

Lit by only the stars and the moon so full

Your breath rising in little clouds of steam

From lips held silent by the beauty of the night


A little mouse skitters by, trying so hard

To remain unseen, and unheard by all

The owl hoots softly, his eyes bright yellow

He thinks to himself, invite the mouse to dinner


Perhaps the call of a wolf breaks upon your thoughts

Or the hum of a car far distant reaches your ears

But somehow the outside reaches into you deep inside

Reminding you that you are not alone in the night


The comforting glow from the moon up above

Wrapping you in the embrace of its timelessness

When you are there you can think you are alone

But others share the same starlight with you


Let me hear your thoughts my Gentle Readers...

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