I understand the night
Calm and beautiful, yet overlooked
People love the sun, cheerful and smiling
But the moon is considered dark and sad
Though there are a few that love the night
The calm and quiet beneath the bright stars
For, much like I, the night is beautiful
Though not in the eyes of many
But the gentle eyes of few
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PoetryJust a place to put my poems and throw them out into the world.
