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Lovely Light

No moonlight lit the lawn last night. Dark storm clouds hid the sky. I stood, bereft of all that's bright and wondered with a sigh, why light is such a giving thing, while darkness speaks of sorrow. When morning comes, the sparrows sing with joy enough to borrow. But darkness serves to hide the deeds of men whose hearts are cruel, and brings a chill that will recede in daylight's warm renewal. So, if your night seems dark and long and hope feels far away, remember morning brings a song and light, a whole new day.

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Date: 5/4/2025 5:04:00 PM
Hello Ron, It could be that it was going to rain instead. I always look for the stars and the moonlight. They are not always there. so i think tomorrow they will both show up. enjoy ed the poem my friend. /Darlene/
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