Three a.m

Three a.m knows all my secrets 

they are all written in the stars,

universally parallel

in future dreams and wishes past.


Three a.m endlessly generous

in its silent charity,

forever answering questions

giving all thoughts some clarity.


Three a.m is always trusted

to be a consort of the night,

when all slumber is elusive

it’s serenity is a guide


to help all the restless eyelids

and all the minds that overthink,

shut all their inner turmoil out

and find repose in sleep filled blinks.


©Jacqui Slade