Edge of Night
The dark caress of ravens flight
Graze the tips of distant clouds
Where moonbeams touch the edge of night
And mystery slips behind a shroud
A violin mourns with pain
And echoes through the ebon realm
Notes adrift with sad refrains
Scatter emotions which overwhelm
Two hands of the clock slowly merge
As midnight bells begin to ring
From the darkness ravens emerge
Cawing as they flap their wings
These harbingers of death and gloom
Such dark fears they do incite
With glint of iridescent plume
As moonbeams touch the edge of night
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2-24-18
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