Poem: Night Walks
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Poem: Night Walks

In the mist of the night,

The cold whispers his song.

It gives you goosebumps,

As you walk along.

A straight narrow footpath,

Bats flying through the air,

An icy chill,

A cold hard stare.

Figures passing by,

Shadows of the trees.

Woodland animals scurrying,

They’re all awake you see.

Lampposts flickering,

Stars shining.

Headlights are a glow,

Leaves falling.

Mornings calling,

Time to go home.

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