When the night is darkest,
When the Moon is brightest,
When the stars are clearest,
When the song is saddest,
When the music's purest,
When the voice is sweetest,
When the air is coldest,
When the sunlight warmest,
When the breeze is fairest,
Then, I remember;
The beauty of your smile,
Your light and perfect laughter,
Just one look from graceful eyes;
But I think about you always.
Jun 25, 2012
Jun 25, 2012 at 8:54 PM UTC
When the night is darkest,
When the Moon is brightest,
When the stars are clearest,
When the song is saddest,
When the music's purest,
When the voice is sweetest,
When the air is coldest,
When the sunlight warmest,
When the breeze is fairest,
Then, I remember;
The beauty of your smile,
Your light and perfect laughter,
Just one look from graceful eyes;
But I think about you always.
© JBM Oct. 19 1999
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