Night

I always like the night time, just tried putting it into a poem and see how I do.

The night comes once again.

Thoughts of the dark fill my head.

The blinding Sun leaves my eyes.

The nights cold breeze fills the air,

 to supersede the horrid suns heat.

I feel most alive in this time of day,

When there is no sun to blind my way.

The only part I hate about the beautiful night,
 
is when it is cast away by mornings light,

but I never fear, for I know, the night is always near.

Author's Note

Tell me what you think, this is my first thing written lol