The Midnight Song
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Willow Kohn, Grade 9, Mary MacKillop College
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Poetry
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2016
Excellence Award in the 'Word Zone 2016' competition
I wandered on and on,
On towards the midnight song.
Windy breeze, rustled leaves.
The street light deceives.
Do not ever fear the dark,
Because all story's come to ark.
The ark of a story, a song,
The lonely midnight song.
The night time sung aloud,
Such peculiar sounds astound.
Slowed to see what it meant,
"Reality is sometimes bent".