Author: Emberlywoods12 PM
A poem about the night and one of my very few poems that actually rhymes. Please R&R.Rated: Fiction K - English - Supernatural - Words: 95 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 12-30-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3087618
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The night is a panther prowling
The thunderhead growling.
Night is the time when evil things play
So you better stay
Were it's safe
Just in case.
Night is when the wolves are howling
The bats are scowling.
Night is the demons' eve
When the widows grieve.
Night is filled with diamond stars
When we battle our scars
Night is the time of dreams
With some that make you scream.
The night is a beautiful thing.
A bit dark but I hope you liked it.
*Hugs all of my lovely viewers*