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Night Work (Free verse) by forestchild7

As I wander through the night, different beings speak to me; Whether fae, spirit, human, elf, they are my children, and I must listen; The night holds many things, and my secrets are but one; As I fly, float, and dream, the stars twinkle above me; The full moon shines and I take in it's purifying energy; The whispering wind mentions my name, and I turn and carress it softly to me; My consort rides the night sky, and smiles down on me, loving me for eternity... And time rolls on, as I continue my night's work... ***April 28th, 2002***

razorgrin 27-Jul-02/4:31 PM
I dunno..my night's work tends to involve a crowbar, a shovel and the nearest cemetary....




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