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Nov 2016
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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.

Thanks for understanding.

☆ LOVE YOU ALL! ☆
SøułSurvivør
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