Reflections Of Loneliness Poem by Alesia Leach

I am familiar with the night
With the shadows that creep into my sight

In silence I sit with my lonely musings
The shadows that enclose me are quite soothing

A winter wind comes rushing by
And as it passes silently dies

Listen to the Whip-poor-wills cries
As it sings to the night skies

Deeply I inhale the cold twilight air
Cure this heart of stone laid bare

Find its hidden treasures
Reap its secret dreams and pleasures

Or will its gifts remained sealed
Never to be revealed