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Night Comes...
Night comes
leaking
out of the sky.
Stars come
peeking.
Moon comes
sneaking,
silvery-sly.
Who is
shaking,
shivery-
quaking?
Who is afraid
of the night?
Not I.
~ Beatrice Schenk de Regniers
I love all of the rhymes in this poem, the verbs, and the image of night "leaking out of the sky". It makes me want to sit out under the stars tonight. (Too bad it's supposed to rain!)
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