The Edge of Night
As I sit here and view the coming of the edge of night
Colors explode across the sky and fill me with delight
All of the problems I had vanish and are nowhere in sight
Which seems like a blessing, I’m not prepared for the fight?
The darkness creeps up without making a sound
If no one is paying attention does it still come around?
It starts out slowly but rapidly gains ground
I open my eyes to see what I have found.
The pain has receded much like the tides
Below the surface the answers shall hide
Although it has been as pretty rough ride
Peace does grow as the pain subsides.
The stars make an appearance they are much like my hope
It can’t all be washed away with just a little soap
They sparkle like diamonds the true treasure they are
Lighting the way to places that once were once too far.
The moon comes up next with light of its own
A beacon in the darkness to find my way home
The moon and the stars bring forth light to the dark
They appear in the sky much like a punctuation mark.
It’s not a period because I can’t see the end
Maybe my hope lies around the next bend
It more like an exclamation it seems to excite
Where once had been darkness, let there be light.
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