Night Riding

Something outside, something inside

Kitty lies a waiting
‘Neath the wooden deck at night
Nightmares come a creeping
Dipped in shadows lost to light.

My sleepy little girl
Night-night my baby-bye
Daytime’s 'round the corner
Mister moon is full and high.

Outside something’s stirring
Creeping softly with the fog
Kitty started hunting -
Baby’s sleeping like a log.

Alone I sit here thinking
Bout things that might a been
Kitty now is drinking
From the pond where nightmares swim.

I’m not ready to go riding 
Down that steep, well-traveled road
Atop my own dark stallion
Hell-bent with heavy load.

Pass me by this time I pray
I’ll do my time by light of day
Where no doubts lurk like kitty-cats
To eat my dreams like barn yard rats.