Beg of Night
The dawning sky lightened
as day crept up the horizon
pushing Night
toward his exit passage
While all of early rising
could hear the wind of Night
pleading piteously to the Day:
Do let me stay cast me not away
from Earth, my love so dear,
His grieving tears
of pink and rose bright scaring
early morning sky.
Good-bye, good-bye,
cried the Night to his beloved Earth
each clock tick away from you
I’ll cry
His sighing scattering adrift
A ream of puff white handkerchiefs
to cloud-dot
Day’s blue fresh sky.
Such was his sad farewell
to his love
dear Earth.
So in wait
Night coursed the southern
back world
until the hours
be clocked away,
Waiting for sunset
when he would chase
a tired Day away
in a dazzling blaze
of streaked glory,
To then again
softly shroud
his beloved Earth
in his loving arms
of Night.
Copyright © Sarah Ann Jullion | Year Posted 2023
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