night creature

A Poem by NonnieMouse

night brings me comfort, like a child clinging to their blanket as they seek a parent after a bad dream.

it envelopes me and keeps me warm as i lay under the moons pale light, her honey-dipped tongue telling me everything will be okay.

the calmness allowing me to exhale the traumas of the day that sat like rocks in my lungs, weighing me down until i could no longer walk.

and the screeching souls in the distance allowing me the solace of knowing i am not alone.