Night Shift Remembered Poem by Paul Warren

I liked the dawn breaking over the city night
And the sun especially in a Friday morning light
I liked the noise of the city waking slowly building
As the light strengthened slowly revealing

Remembering the chaos of the night has ended
Sometimes after bringing us to places unintended
And weary eyes no longer seek in the shadows lurking
As the streets give up their secrets now forthcoming

I liked the thought of coming home
After a night completed with no more to be known
I liked the laughter and mateship of a barbecue and beer
After the last night when fellowship was so dear.

© Paul Warren Poetry