Masks of Day

A Latta Words

What brings you comfort

In the night?

Is it your blanket

That you hold so tight?

Or is it your night light

That keeps you from fright?

When you lay down your head

Do you forget

About the monsters

That lie beneath your bed?

Or do you still fear

The waking of the dead?

Do you pray

For the light of day,

Knowing that the evils

Will soon be at bay?

Do those same

Demons not prowl,

When rays of sun

Are shining proud?

Only at the break of day,

Masks hide their face.

To our dismay,

The darkness may

Never leave us.

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