The Night is dark and slient
Full of brightness and whispers.
If one can hear the sounds of the night
Especially the ones that sound
Aloud and alarming during the day.
One would know what essence of magic
The night has brought to us
We talk but in whispers,
We walk but tippy toe ,
We see what we imagine fear ,
We pray more and forget less
To remember the ones we love then
That's the real beauty of the night.
By
David T Nicholas
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