Nocturnal

I am nocturnal; that’s for sure
All bright and bushy tailed
When all the world is sound asleep
And quietness then prevails

To work right through the smallest hours
To wait until sunrise
Is how I operate the best
For sure, that’s no surprise

For darkness concentrates the mind
Distractions all away
A time to think and contemplate
As night hours act as day

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The Sky Is On Fire

The sky is on fire
It’s burning so bright
It’s driving the sun
Down and down, out of sight

It’s spreading its red
And strong orange rays
Cross heaven’s expanse
It’s the end of the day

The sky is on fire
It’s burning so bright
The sun disappears
To then herald the night

The night has arrived
Encased in the dark
But light will come back
With the song of the lark