Wake me up,
when the darkness comes,
the daylight makes me weary,
it’s to the evening, I succumb.
You’ll find me come alive,
when the moon is shining bright,
I feel at home amongst the monsters,
who lurk in shadows of the night.
~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart
"Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood" ~ T.S. Eliot
~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart 
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