Window

As I stare out of my window, while
the Sun's gone down, I wonder will
tomorrow come around.

As I stare more out my window,
will I see another day?

It's getting darker, the Moon and Stars appear.
But I can't see their light for the clouds' made
them disappear.

I can only imagaine the light shimmering bright.
For the clouds have come and covered, and
turned Day into Night.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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