THE NIGHT

The eyes broads & the day dims, the cloud aspirates in silence and the way drabs and dribs. The sun gets to bed as quick & the moon watch the night. the stars are now shining like diamonds, so bright that we could even see it as far as high. men are all at home, indoor & 40% afraid of whats gonna happen in the next minute. No one talks much this time, no man walks alone in one part. I can't see clear so i go inside, lock up my doors & windows & then say goodbye. no much noise, i can even hear the foot sound of passers-by they walk gently & pass me by...
what on earth is this time? Time to withdraw time to rest, time to stay indoors time for vest. I don't know much about this time of the day 'cause i don't stay outside when it comes to stay, moreover i don't even stay awake. 
It is a must that i should lay my head now...You may asked the watch nights, maybe, they could tell u more about it...but all i know about this sweet but apprehensive time is that it is called....''THE NIGHT'' {poem written by Manuel clouder} San cata™