The Night

Father Daughter Laughter
In the night, my mind turns to the past.
As I am beginning to drift away,
I imagine the friends I met that day.
Sometimes I am afraid of my mistakes.
My fear subsides when I forgive myself.

Suddenly, I awoke to the sound of laughter.
I was disoriented by an untamed TV.
What will I do to repeal my isolation?
I slept again with brave dreams of the sky.

High above me floated magnificent machines.
I watch them descend back to the earth.
I wonder what their mysterious purpose is.

It will be morning soon.
I feel a smile welling up inside me.

I can wake up into the light again

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

Follow me on Twitter: @williamwayneb

© 2013 W. Wayne B.

About William Wayne Smith

I'm a poet, library fan and maker.
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