Night - On The Edge Of The Light - Poem by Paul Warren
What do you miss on the edge of your headlights?
Are there things that wander that would give you a fright?
Do these things that you miss on the edge of the beam
Would normally only be seen in a nightmare or dream?
As the highway stretches out toward the starlight
Are there things that follow you in the darkness of the night?
When you see your reflection in the window looking back
Is there another face you see in the background as a fact
Maybe it's just the fatigue of the never ending night
But maybe there are things that want to be away from the light!
© Paul Warren Poetry
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