Why do we always feel torn between night and day?
Between seeing the color of the leaves as a soft
Breeze moves through the trees
Seeing children laughing and frolicking
Amongst tall grass and playing
Hide and Seek
To see a deep blue sky and a warm welcoming sun
At night the moon peaks out and stars come to play
The Fireflies dance amongst the darkend trees and leaves
An owl comes out to hunt and a bat will take flight
Such things you cannot see in light of day
Lovers walk in either the day or night
Though they always say that they wish
The night would never end
Hardly do you hear I wish this day would never end
I wounder why that must be...
Perhaps no one to bother, nose around or to tease
Why must we be torn to wish for night or day?
When there are good things in both cycles of life
It is too bad that so many take for granted
The life of both the night and the day
When it should be cherished it is not
Personally Both are nice do you not think so?
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