the night's as a dark cave when you're in a test you can look unto the east look unto the west no light to follow clearly like a banjo out of tune you chant a mass of chaos to an uncaring moon
BUT
there are stars around the corner there are stars behind the door stars outside your window when you can't take anymore stars, they have a sparkle all their very own they can warm you like a hearth or chill you to the bone
look up! dark nights don't last and though there may be rain the thunderstorms are passing you will see the SUN again! this ol' earth, it keeps on turning and though the stars are gone you know it's always darkest just before the
dawn
so just keep looking up for Jupiter and Mars but be sure to make your wishes
to the
MAKER OF THE STARS
SoulSurvivor (C) 11/23/2016
Its almost 3 o'clock in the morning and I can't sleep. My father went into the hospital last night. I am cheering myself up with this poem. I don't know what's going to happen in the future. If my father goes into a care home I will be moving. But whatever happens I know that God will help me through it. I am relying on him more than ever these days. I am praying more than ever. If it seems like I'm not on site very much, it's because I need to be communing with the Maker of the stars.