To the Night
When Sol expires in crimson fire
And daylight shadows flee,
When starlight weaves a tapestry
Across an endless sea,
When moonlight filters from on high
To cast its eerie glow,
To guide me through this darkened realm
As on my way I go,
Then I am happy in my world
And with myself content,
And I will cherish such a night
Until my life is spent.
Copyright © J. Summers | Year Posted 2021
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