Long and dark is the night.
To get some sleep, I with myself, fight;
Hoping, about you I will dream all night.
But dark, long and lonely is the night.

Wish, star lit, would be this night.
The silver-gold Moon, shining bright.
Cool n soothing should be the breeze all night.
The Moon's reflection in the river, is a magestic sight.

Armin Dutia Motashaw