The Time For Dark Things
When the sun slips to the
horizon
And shadows creep across
the land
Lock the door, turn on the
light
Close those curtains tight
The time for dark things
is now at hand
When night-winds whisper
in the trees
Hinting sinister things
lurking near
Jump right into your bed
Pull the covers over your
head
The time for dark things
now is here
No comments:
Post a Comment
You may put in your 2¢ worth, but I'll only pay you a penny for your thoughts.