Evenings blend into days <br />While the night steals away <br />Quietly my life. <br />In the dark I grope through <br />The dream landscape <br />Pensive, afraid, and hopeful <br />That a tomorrow will finally come <br />To bless my day, with all that I have, <br />The invisible spirit <br /> That at once sees the truth <br />And forgets it, to suffer <br />In hope and a watchful eye.<br /><br />Rick Elpers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/twilights-apprehension/
