My Weeping At Night

My Weeping At Night My weeping at night was without warning But joy had met me the next morning When great new day was soon to engage And I wrote more poetry page after page. Rather then both of my eyes being tearful With God's compassion I became cheerful Kneeling before Him in prayer each day While He was washing my sins away. Clear night created such a serene scene Gladly sang God save our great Queen Knowing that next day again would see Safe and sound she meant for me to be. James Serious Mysterious Horn Retired Veteran and Poet Member of Board of Vestry