On To The Night Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Just another day
Into the in-between
The colors are so gray
When only dark is seen

I thought it would go
But nothing goes at all
On to the night its flow
Before daybreak's call

So playful in its run
Its shadow's cloudy light
Onto the rising sun
After a sleepless night

I thought it would go
Like everything before
But still it has a glow
A drift on to the lore

A day did start dark
From night in moon dance
But now it has a spark
In shadows falling trance

I thought it would go
In finding its own way
When hours in light glow
And morning meets a day

When life is on its beat
And hours have its sound
Full of peoples street
And gladness is there found

A day did start dark

Just another day
Into the in-between
The colors are so gray
When only dark is seen

From yesterdays of blue
The hours are on falling
Let life get here through
For night again is calling