The Night
Night in the house is quiet as a mouse so soft and still there's barley a chill but out side Is strong and full of sound almost resembling an Irish wolf hound. But the wind blows fast with a chill in the air as the leaves rumble as quiet as a hare. The moon shines bright off the eye of an owl and the lonely wolf emitting a howl. All this happens when your in bed snuggled up tight with your teddy bear Fred.
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I'm a Grad student now studying Biochemistry and Biophysics (not sure how I got there). I guess I've been using this site for nearly 8 years now though sometimes I went years without writing much of anything. I write what I feel and I write what I need to let go of. Sometimes I write about a dream or a nightmare I had, If I can tell the difference. I fell in love for poetry in high school and continued to write in college. I hope to publish a book someday as well (leave a comment if a poem speaks to you). P.S. My Instagram is @CottonCandyPoems
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