The owls and I.
The clouds became stars and I noticed with joy.
The day became night and I hardly even noticed.
The blue became black and my eyes simply adjusted.
Because well, some of us were made for the night.
My eyes still open,
My mind still at work.
My thoughts still streaming.
You see, some of us were made for the night.
Not permitted to be nocturnal.
Not convenient to rise late with ease.
Not able to find many others awake and vivacious.
But still, some of us were made for the night.
The day became night and I hardly even noticed.
The blue became black and my eyes simply adjusted.
Because well, some of us were made for the night.
My eyes still open,
My mind still at work.
My thoughts still streaming.
You see, some of us were made for the night.
Not permitted to be nocturnal.
Not convenient to rise late with ease.
Not able to find many others awake and vivacious.
But still, some of us were made for the night.
posted by Emily @ 11:43 PM
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