By Christian Taylor
Staring out at the night of dusk,
Birds no longer sing for they sleep,
Awaken are the creatures of night,
For some people, night doesn't let a dream in,
Only an endless tale of a nightmare,
A garden of fears fester in the minds of the young,
One can only speak in poetry to a lullaby,
In hopes sleep will calm a restless soul,
Oh how I lust for the sight,
A sight for a mornings rays to come.
Hopefully, this is helpful to anyone that's never done "The Poetry Factor" before. Good luck to those that dare to try the competition! - Christian
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