Night To Morning

Night…to Morning ————————————- Very often, my night hours Keep awake, Keep their occurrence Until morning’s rise, Keep their words Under darkness…and Their poems wait, Disregarding Inspiration from The luminant moon In favor of the sun’s birthing day. I keep my sleep’s dreams abloom In the acres of gently waving, Vibrant yellow, Billions of sunflower Petals Opened to extend their beauty into the Summer’s minuets — Moving silhouettes — Along the horizon… So, so clear, even To these sleepy eyes, Through these glistening tears. =========== (c) sally young Eslinger 9/8/21 Thanks be to God