Nighttime is for the lovers
The whispers and the fog
Nighttime is for the dreamers and the sleepers
And the rain
It's for grass to grow longer and the meadow dew lain
It's rest for all the long days, stress and pain
Nighttime is for the wicked the worried
And the wanderers
Nighttime is for the drinkers the tinkerers
And to ponder
When dusk becomes dark and the sun gifts the moon
The nighttime is then — so it's always here soon
YOU ARE READING
My Heart To Yours
Poetry~My heart burns on heavy with nothing and no one to call my own~ I had fun with these. That you probably knew, but also I hope you will too! With Love, David Yager
