I've awoken at a time like this,
When the sky turns the world blue
All is still
Unseen birds sing soulful ballads
I find my way outside
Dew clings to my feet as I look up
The moon, hard to spot, is the same pale blue as the sky
Dark houses surround me; sleeping families nestled behind their walls
Afraid to disturb the peace, I'm silent
Breathe in. The world stops. No wind, no sound
Breathe out. The sun begins to rise.
My time here is done
I slip back into bed
As still and calm as when the sky turned the world blue
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Blue Moon
PoetryI went to bed early one night and it was still light out and it reminded me of morning so there's the background to this poem! Please Please comment!