Another Midnight Trail Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Another Midnight Trail



Sun no longer shining in the sky for darkness is now upon us with its ebony blanket, stars peeking from beneath its austere, stern glimmer, wanting to be freed from life.

So they can come out and shine in the turmoil of yet another midnight trail needing to be taken down every avenue of nighttime beauty where nothing but shadows are seen.

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