Three Came Over Midnight by Thomas K. HuntThree came over midnight Traveled the long hard road One to dance, one to sleep One just with the flow
Two of blood, the deepest red That pumps through this old heart One a bond of lifelong friend ThatÂ’s been there from the start
Haggard and withered, tired eyes Foreign to this land Glad to be at journeys end And feel this outstretched hand
Searching for adventure Seeking tales to spin Ready to bask in yellow light And tan their pallid skin
Three young souls with eager hearts That burn as big as the sun Have come to share this time to spare And fill this heart of one
Yes, three came over midnight They reached down in a hole With loving hands and wanting smiles They lifted this old soul
01/01/2004
Author's Note: my daughter,nephew, and a friend of theirs came to Florida to visit me
Posted on 01/01/2004 Copyright © 2024 Thomas K. Hunt
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Emily Sullivan on 01/02/04 at 12:16 AM i can't wait! |
Posted by Maureen Glaude on 01/02/04 at 07:13 AM very unique and powerful. I liked the opening line and the repetition of it & the title very much, lends much curiousity to the reader. Well told too. |
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