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Day........Night
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Feelings Day……….Night
As daylight turns into Night I think about the past.
I think about the present. I think about my future.
As I write one poem after another I look into my heart.
You see I write not only about how I feel.
But what goes on around me. Now as I go on in thinking and in writing.
I stop then I think again then I erase because these words that I use don’t have enough to explain what I mean.
It’s like if words had a words to describe it all of it would make since.
As daylight turns into Night I watch the age of man turn into something we can’t stop.
Something we have to let them learn for themselves.
As daylight turns into Night I hide my poems so no one can read them.
Because this is my own personal affair I’m having with myself.
As daylight turns into Night I look at the people who pass me by changing from good into evil then neutral again.
As daylight turns into Night I think of myself not only as a human being but as someone’s daughter, as their sister, as their niece, granddaughter and older or younger cousin, as their future wife or future mother.
As daylight turns into Night I become deep into thoughts and as those thoughts consume me.
I gently let them take over so I may start and finish into another day.
Day………Night
