Goodnight To the Moon

Another night has come and gone Sleep tight old friend the moon The sands of time are running fast As days turn in to dunes Yellow takes away the black Today is but a breath Yesterday will not be back 'til shadows dance of death Fret not my ageless sleepy friend Sands will cease not falling Dunes fade to beaches at the end Dusk tides will soon be calling an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner