Night Owl: A Poem
Gazing out the window, I watch the light settle down for the night,
As objects fade to black, my once stagnant mind becomes bright,
Lovely thoughts flutter around in my head like feathers flying,
My dreams soar across scattered hopes while doubt is busy dying,
I coo softly, wondering if others feels vibrant and alive at this time,
Though most, in the morning, hold an open mind that is prime,
For me, nightly inspiration comes as doors holding magic open wide,
Stars give off the light of truth as lonely deception runs to hide.
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