Night
Connor, Age 12, Phoenix, AZ
                      Darkness paints the blue
Marbles of light sit near the moon

Concealing many and revealing more
In bed and sleeping with a heavy snore

The cold washes in like water in the sea
The cold washes in and puts a chill over me

The adventurous few are out and about
Not a noise shall arise, not a drop from a spout

So take my hand or follow my lead
Because night is a lie and day’s just a dream
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