Oh There Are Night's Poem by BRUCE MARTONE

Oh There Are Night's



THERE ARE NIGHT'S I SIT ON MY FIRE ESCAPE
LISTENING TO THE SOFT SOUNDS OF THE CITY
AND COUNTING THE STARS THAT SHINE
SO BRIGHT
MISSING THE ONES THAT SHOOT ACROSS THE NIGHT
AND SIPPING MY WINE AND FEELING THE BREEZE
NOT CARING ABOUT TIME JUST LETTING MY MIND
GO FREE
JUST THINKING ABOUT MY GIRL WHO I DEEPLY MISS
AND BLOWING HER A KISS
LETTING MY THOUGH T'S WONDER ALL NIGHT LONG
FEELING LIKE I CAN DO NO WRONG
OH THERE ARE NIGHT'S

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