The Night Is Long
The night is long…
I'm closer to sunset than I am dawn. The moon that lights my path has lost her way. As she finds her place, her path, I wander through the darkness alone. She needs time, patients, and love. I try but I'm so far away that I fear I can't reach her with my feelings. I sure hope my love and appreciation reach her and she feels as warm and safe as I do in her light. As my usefulness runs out and I become a husk of what I once was, I fear above all else that my moon will see how useless I truly am and won't have a place in her light anymore.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
