#WritcoPoemPrompt37
In the quietest part of the night,
When you hover between dark and light,
Wondering if you can float away thє dreams,
Hoping they won't turn into screams.
❦|ín thє ѕílєncє σf dαwn
juѕt вєfσrє thє єαѕt kíѕѕ thє ѕun
whєn thє chíll σf níght hαlt thє clσck
αnd thє єchσєѕ ín thє ѕhαdσwѕ rєfuѕє tσ ѕtσp|❦
© A.M Oche