The Darkness ComethA Poem by peter DugganWaiting fir the nighttime to comeThe darkness cometh.
Children talking in the background Fountain gurgles out a tune Sky is dark and grey and cloudy Tonight we will not see no moon Soon the day will turn to darkness All is kind of silent, still The dusk it always makes me wonder And I guess it always will.
I will sit here for an hour Then go in and watch the news I love to feel the closing daytime And maybe if I had to choose I'd sit and wait till morn wakes up There's something in the night time that Fills my soul with so much wonder I think that night time's where It's at
Here it comes, the sky grows darker Little birds begin to sing They say goodnight then off they wander The darkness shadowing their wings I think that rain will soon be coming Maybe it will rain all night I love my bed in cold wet winter it's cosiness gives me delight. © 2019 peter Duggan |
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Added on April 15, 2019 Last Updated on April 15, 2019 Author
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