Call Me Night

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Improv 2002

Call me night,

for I’m not day.

The day is bright,

sunny and warm.

Night is cold,

dark and dreary.

Call me night,

for I’m not day.

I’m not sunny, cheery,

happy or fun.

I’m darkness.

I’m shadow.

I’m the light that lacks brightness,

just dreary and sorrowful.

I’m the black rainbow,

after every storm.

Call me night,

but my dear do not be afraid,

for night’s always better than day.

The sun blinds your eyes,

the mood caresses them.

The sun burns your skin,

the mood soothes is.

Aspects of the night,

are better than that of day.

Call me night,

and come with me.

I can see your shades of gray,

we can be night.

Together shadowing this world.

Ignore your fright,

call me night,

shed your light,

cause you’re not as bright,

as you may think.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 8-15-02. It's my 194th improv.

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