#WritcoPoemPrompt37
In the quietest part of the night,
When you hover between dark and light,
Wondering if you can float away on dreams,
Hoping they won't turn into screams...

I rest my tummy on my bed
pull my book and rest my words
My mind works at its best
when all I got is me and my quiet night

As I write , my dreams soar
You and me as a team
I write my story
and I win my fame
until the sound that
pulls me off my sleep sound
ooof!
I say .
As all was a dream
but something worth to sit up straight.

I soon work towards my goal
having seen glory all too near
I tumble and I stumble
as I write thses lines
for all I want is a little fame.


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