At Night

I like to walk the streets at night To see how things are lit so bright I like to give someone a fright Yes in the darkness they excite The night then comes alive I like to watch how people act As they engage or just react I truly do that is a fact At night it is how I survive I think of all the things undone I ponder over battles won I think of heroes gone unsung I think of old and also young Each night then comes alive Some times I think of all I do Not just for me but also you As night then breaks with morning dew Each night it is how I survive I sometimes write at night til dawn When inspiration is my bond My juices flow in ways so fond As I delight with evening drawn This night then comes alive I write and write of things so dear Of things in past that are so clear The words I write are like a mirror This night it is how I survive I chat with friends who share my views I talk with others about the news I play a game to win or lose I go to church and sit on pews Some nights it is where I arrive At times I think what might take place If all goes right and I've got grace My mind may even start to race Some nights it is where I arrive Some nights I think I am with her The one who makes my heart to stir I hear hers beat it's like a purr I wish that this would soon occur At night she'd make me come alive This lady that I so desire Has made my thoughts to be on fire Each thing about her I admire A night with her I would survive Charles Reese 8/16/14