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Rated: E · Poetry · Nature · #1997933
Ballad about Daytime and Night-time in my own view when I was a child and when I grew up.
When I was a babe, little and pure

My world prolonged till sunlight's out

The night's like an alien land, wicked and obscure

And I was too fear to step out of my house



At that time, day was my best friend

The Sun's gentle ray's like my mother

Night was like an enemy driving me insane

and the Moon was the most fearful thing ever!



I used to wake up at the first light

and hear the birds' merry melody

I hid under the sheet after the last light

and sticked to the bed for my own safety



As the time passed, I'm becoming an adult

Fear for the Night is fading

And I'm now brave enough to go out

during the night full of stars glittering



I'm used to burning the midnight oil

Night is like my new best friend

Friendship with Day was long before void

And I hate when the Daytime come to me again



I'm used to getting up at noon

When the Sun hostile ray's very strong

And there is not anymore birds' tunes

So, I think getting up late is very wrong



I want to be friends with both day and night

Then, I can enjoy the birds songs and warm breeze

And so does the mysterious sky so nice

Alas, 'Impossible' is the word for my greed
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