There’s something about the night
About being alone in a bed
That throws loneliness at your feet
And drowns the laughter.
There is something about the night
Alone and cold and stark
That I should be happy about
But it still always feels a struggle.
There is something about the night
That weighs heavy on my heart
Of feeling unloved, unwanted
Of cuddling up alone.
But with God, there is no night.
He lights it with His calm.
The day is always there with Him
The night must flee it’s course.
So I cling to God in the night.
He pampers my soul and spirit.
The flesh may always burn with want
But my soul and spirit are free
Of the great pain of the night.
So to God I put all my trust.
And I will choose to listen
To the voice of peace and reason
And God will bring me comfort.❤
Tonya LaLonde 