The Night

The indifferent sun sets
and on the horizon remain
all of the past regrets
the world, now their domain

Hooded shadows roam the night
frightened children under the sheets
their tiny sweaty fists clenched tight
seek the promised land of dreams

But the dreams refuse to come
some invisible eyes steadily gaze
darkness soothes the lucky some
the rest of us lie and shiver in a daze

© 2016 Erna G.

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