midnight run

Midnight Run

 

 

 

Burst of speed running through the fallen leaves

Midnight’s the time, a place with no rhyme

Running through the woods as fast as I could

This all for fun, my midnight run

 

Kicking up dirt and swirling leaves

The season of fall, a cool reprieve

Running faster, I start to pant

Smiling all the way, who says I cant?

 

Weaving through trees

Doing so with ease

Winds catch me on my face

In this time I love this place

 

Alone but not lost

New trails I come across

Running still, the moon above

It flies as I run as a white dove

 

Spinning and dancing as I slow down

Knowing no one else is around

Seeing my breath with a dissipating fog

Nearing myself to the river next to the bog

 

Splashing in the water and taking a drink

But not so far in to where I will sink

Then I dash back out and up the hill

All this at midnight for my own thrill