365 Days · Poetry

34 – When The Streetlights Are Out

It’s a little bit scary
What’s lurking there
In the shadowy night
The unknown thing
That can’t be seen
When the streetlights
Are out, except for one
Burning like a miniature sun
Casting the darkness away
Beneath a moonless sky
Awaiting another day

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