Restless, kicking at the edge of night, trying to persuade <br />it to hurry up and leave so dawn may once again light the <br />way. <br /> <br />Dragging endlessly on, the dark laughs and slows it's pace, <br />angry words are hurled into the air and yet, all remains <br />the same. <br /> <br />For each day has only twenty-four hours in it, and dark <br />night refuses to keep a second from itself, there is nothing <br />left, but to wait this blessed night out. <br /> <br />As thoughts of daylight tantalize the mind throughout it's <br />lonely vigil in the deep dark night of doom.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tantalizing-thoughts-of-daylight/
