Dead Of The Night

Poem 1 Minute

His day begins,
When they’re all asleep,

Helpfully unconscious,
And blisfully unaware,

As he goes about his work,
In the dead of the night,

No longer disturbed,
And no longer in flight.

Photo by ClΓ©ment Falize on Unsplash

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Published by 𝑹𝒐𝑩𝑰𝑡 πŸͺ

I write poems which are mental health-themed, creative or humourous :). Within mental health I write a lot about: ADHD, OCD, anxiety, autism, emotional traumaβ€” usually with an optimistic slant. My goals for my blog are to give myself a therapeutic, creative outlet whilst also being able to connect with and relate to other people.

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10 thoughts on “Dead Of The Night”

    1. Thanks Margie! :). I’m roasting pork chops and potatoes. I should cook apple crumble with custard tomorrow πŸ˜€

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