Eleven pm Eleven o'clock now arrived Midnight is close at hand That's when the day changes When the dark begins to dance In the middle of the night Nocturnal creatures arise Walking , crawling and flying Things all shapes and sizes The night is opposite the day Balanced perfectly each one Like positive and negative One with , one without sun The shadows play a game Called follow the leader With you always knowing They are your back seater Traffic slows to a minimum Cars are sporadic this late It's better to think and relax Not hear engines and brakes Darkness is sometimes good For some it is the best time Others they are day people But either way is just fine Older poem ©Schizology Eleven pm #Night #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Eleven
