Nighttime is for the lovers
The whispers and the fogNighttime is for the dreamers and the sleepers
And the rainIt's for grass to grow longer and the meadow dew lain
It's rest for all the long days, stress and painNighttime is for the wicked the worried
And the wanderersNighttime is for the drinkers the tinkerers
And to ponderWhen dusk becomes dark and the sun gifts the moon
The nighttime is then — so it's always here soon
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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