Good-night to the walls, good-night to the air
Good-night to the sound of nobody there
I lay alone in the dark and remember the days
Of trying to hush and still childish ways
Up and down the hall when I said get into bed
It’s time to be quiet, but they’d giggle instead
Now how I long for a less peaceful night
As I simply roll over and turn out the light
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
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