Hey look! You can now listen to the poem and read it at the same time!

Night
2006-08-16

A boy sits,
on the window sill,
in the night, the
quiet cricket night.

The street lamp,
his only light,
he sits, with a smile,
on his lonely lips.

A boy sits, thinks,
thoughts, drifts in night,
he sits, dreaming,
knowing, disappointment.

Looks too far ahead,
sees only negative,
sees only dark in,
the light that shines,

A boy sits, knows,
and wonders if,
his light can see him.