The Last Poem Poem 24

Its the middle of the night

The night quiet I began with

Is the night quiet I end with

Cat plays outside

The fan still whines

A few more lights

A few less fears

24 poems, 24 hours

A few times I almost failed

But the last few hours quickly sailed

I am already dreaming

Sitting up straight

Pen to paper, right where I began

Night engulfs me

Reminding me what was normal

Hazy sleep steps from the background

I will succumb very soon

A simple night

A simple action

One word piled upon one word

One though to one thought

One poem to one poem

An eternity in a day

A day in an eternity

Eternity in the poem

One night quiet to one night quiet

All of life is a poem

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