The summer skies, with evenings long and bright
Keeps pressing back the darkness and the night.
The setting sun,whose glow, now warms the west
Seems in no rush to bid the weary rest.
Cherish the night, whose darkness shows the light
The longer one can gaze, more awesome is the sight.
A twinkle from a single star, inspires the poet's heart
And standing all alone at night sees beauty in the dark.
Don't wish away the dark, but seek those treasures rare
That have an awe-inspiring power, with mortals it will share.
The darkness will not stay, its mysteries disappear,
So grasp that special hour, and hold its memories dear
Copyright
Harold Rideout
Keeps pressing back the darkness and the night.
The setting sun,whose glow, now warms the west
Seems in no rush to bid the weary rest.
Cherish the night, whose darkness shows the light
The longer one can gaze, more awesome is the sight.
A twinkle from a single star, inspires the poet's heart
And standing all alone at night sees beauty in the dark.
Don't wish away the dark, but seek those treasures rare
That have an awe-inspiring power, with mortals it will share.
The darkness will not stay, its mysteries disappear,
So grasp that special hour, and hold its memories dear
Copyright
Harold Rideout
