Alone In The Dark Poem by Toni Atchison

darkly, darkly
I wander the night,
without friend or care.
No hand to hold,
no shoulder to lean on.
But don't pity me
my solitude-
this is a joyous time for me.
The starry sky is my blanket,
the darksome woods my bed.
No unhappy spirit am I,
I wander content in the night.
Though sleep escapes me,
though dreams elude me,
still I wander along,
happily.

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