Night Trips

JohnBauerDarkness in the room-

Soft glow from under the door.

Restless half dreams press.

 

Powerless…forlorn-

Lost in the recent past.

Wandering confined.

 

The air warms brighter.

Stillness broken by nature-

The day begins old.

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