THE MIDNIGHT MUSICAL
Gazing at the sooty sky, I sat on the roof top, amongst
countless other shimmering spectators, awaiting
the midnight musical. One twinkled, ‘Behold,
as I present to you the star of the night.’
The cloudy curtains revealed the moon,
glimmering pale, he began his performance to the
nightingales’ melody choired by
the rhythmic howls of the hound and the rustling
autumn leaves. My eyes, riveted to the
marvel that unfurled before,
abided till the sun announced the night’s epilogue.
The theatre emptied into activity and din as I
merrily closed my eyes.
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