Mermaid Hour

3am is mermaid hour,

wake you up in soft cast spell,

dawn dances in the light so dour,

magic voices stories tell.

Tell you how you wake - a mime.

And wonder where's the morn's sharp sun

you know the world takes time,

under blankets legs are one.

You slip your legs out of your tail,

and gently plant your feat on earth.

In lack of light you glow in pale,

Every morning your rebirth.

3am is mermaid hour,

when your legs are still in tail

trusting light, sweet and dour,

magic under fragile veil .