A Rhyming Riddle

I cannot be seen, cannot be heard, or smelt.

Try as you might, I cannot be felt.

I'm found in deep caves, or behind the stairs,

I often sneak up to catch you unawares. 

I'm the first thing you see when you close your eyes

and the last thing to fill a hole, no matter its size.

Some fear me, some love me, some keep me at bay,

I hide but still exist on even the brightest day.

I'm always ready to spring, when out goes the light,

and I'll cradle your dreams throughout the long night.

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This riddle in rhyme was inspired by those puzzled folks over at DVerse.

The answer is Darkness

©2022 Christopher Reilley 

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