Outside after midnight Outside after midnight Hours from daylight Might need a flashlight There's not even moonlight A few random headlights Can see only a few streetlights The sky is full of starlight Up the street is a stop sign All this I can see with my eyesight A friend passing by is my highlight She was walking along the roadside She couldn't stay so I said goodnight The bugs around is the only downside I think I will go in and rest my backside I will walk get up now and go inside The end of this poem has been implied ©Schizology

Schizology

In the fiercest storm, heroes rise, their strength a guiding light. Through their selfless acts, many find safety in the darkest night ©Srinivas

Srinivas

Outside after midnight Outside after midnight Hours from daylight Might need a flashlight There's not even moonlight A few random headlights Can see only a few streetlights The sky is full of starlight Up the street is a stop sign All this I can see with my eyesight A friend passing by is my highlight She was walking along the roadside She couldn't stay so I said goodnight The bugs around is the only downside I think I will go in and rest my backside I will walk get up now and go inside The end of this poem has been implied ©Schizology

Schizology

In the fiercest storm, heroes rise, their strength a guiding light. Through their selfless acts, many find safety in the darkest night ©Srinivas

Srinivas