All of my Poems are Written at Midnight

All of my poems are written at midnight
As the moon watches wisely from the sky
I write them all in a warm soft light
To coax the words from where they spy

Some words are timid
They must be handled with care
While others are wicked 
They cut clean through the air 

Through the pencil the words may flow
Walking smartly on the line
At first they’re weary, but soon they grow 
These beautiful words of mine

When the day gets quiet and the work is done
All that’s left is wonder
For words coming down so softly spun
Knowing none will be labeled a blunder 

Yes all of my poems are written at midnight
When the meaning makes its appearance
As stars twinkle merrily, dancing just out of sight 
The words flowing with perseverance
 
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MargaretE.

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