Night
The night is coming.
The sky goes gray.
The sun sings a song
As it disappears.
The sky goes gray
While the sun goes down.
As it disappears,
The earth becomes cold.
While the sun goes down
I huddle deeper into my coat.
The earth becomes cold.
I am ready to sleep.
I huddle deeper into my coat,
And taste the night air.
I am ready to sleep.
The night is coming.
-MWE
