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Jun 2010 · 631
Night Time
Oh how I love the night sky
when the sun and the light passes by
and comes the silence and the dark
and thou hear nothing but the wind's hark

Oh how I love all still and bound
when the moon and stars light up the ground
and comes the thick, chilled fog
rolling slowly across the bog

Oh how I love when alive comes the night
when the earth becomes more than just a sight
crickets are chirping and dogs are howling
and movement stirs with shadows following

Oh how I wish thou lengthen the night and shorten the day
oh how I wish thou do not take the night away
oh how I wish thou leave the night here to stay
and never bring back the light of day
Nov 2009 · 844
The Light
I once felt warmth, I once was loved,
I once smiled as I looked above ,
to see the sky, a wonderous sight,
and way up high, a mighty light

I once felt the grass brush along my feet,
I once could see where the sky and ground meet
I once could feel the wind blow through my hair,
and see the blue birds play in the air

Then a storm headed my way,
dark clouds covered the sun's ray
The warming faces I could not see,
and all that I felt was misery

There I was stumbling around,
love and joy could not be found
surrounded by a vast pool of darkness,
lonley and startled, I could not rest

When I spotted a most magnificent sight,
a small but bright speck of light,
and so I gleamed at the thought,
of what the near future brought.

this was written by Jessica Miller, November 3rd 2009

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