Day 7 of Steemit School Poetry: NIGHT

Hi Friends,
So here is my day seventh entry for the 100 days steemit school poetry challenge. I hope you like it.

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NIGHT

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Until One Morning,
I thought I was timid.
And
The night had always seemed the WORST:

With gloomy Owls cowering on brambles, shivering
Black Pale Bats hanging with misery, unity very torrid
All the elements of nature squeaking & quenching ears' thirsts

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The night had always seemed the worst,
Until this morning:

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The sun was smiling radiantly as usual
Ah! Maybe too too radiant.
The blue sky wrapped the sole circle with befitting Glory.
The human palates yawned and looked out to see beauteous greens laid

I, so enamoured by the brightness, so Central
Stood. Before the glass, feeling for myself sorry;
I looked bare-
tamed

My eyes shook with tears; the morning rays moved with dread
Moved moved moved till placed right on my forehead.
Then I saw, not through the glass, but through light,
What I was: A nocturnal child, one to get lost, without the NIGHT.
And at that moment, I forgot to be afraid.

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