Burning the Midnight Oil

Okay, not a big fan of the band, though I did almost perform a dance to "I'm too sexy" dressed as a cat @ school when I was 10 but not a big fan.  Really though I am not talking about Midnight Oil, New Kids on the Block (the band I actually danced to) or my childhood.  I am talking about the fact that it's 4am and I am still very awake and blogging it up instead of sleeping, I may regret this as the sun starts the kiss the cheeks of the neighbourhood.  My right hand it far more colder than my left although it's my right hand doing most of the work with the mouse and the keys on the keyboard...well that part I can't be sure of.  Oh dear I must be rambling.  Lets see.

As the night wind blows, the midnight candle out

The change in my mood is clear,                       whom shall I fear?

Joy a candle that no wind can blow out, sails the songs on my heart and lifts

Life into being free.

Free to be ME

          no matter what the cost to what the world believes

                                                                                             I have no desire for such things

Whistling Midnight winds that sing such lonesome lullabies

No not my thing at all

Yeah thats it.  Exactly what I was thinking a poem.  Hmm, slice that one up and place on the saucer with your tea! YUMMY!!!!