The Night

Author: IZABELA SAKOMURA BORGES

Age 12

Looking upwards I see brightness in the distance
Lighting the whole dark night sky,
Carrying hope for a future
Full of mystery and strangeness,
Where we deposit all our dreams.

And with this blanket wrapped around me
I close my eyes;
With my mind emptied
I dream of pleasure.

When a cold wind brushes against my face
My dreams take my mind to places
Where I live out many adventures
Sometimes these are amusing
Sometimes they are dreadful.

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