Night Light
With dusk, more dark ensuring
Light, more alluring!
Midst Day's coarse what, to conceive
Had been obscuring.
When left to Moon's, stride on stride
Angel's, by one's side
To be guided, guarded by.
If lone. Lost inside.
Copyright © James Watkin | Year Posted 2022
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