Darkness Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

The moon had just arrived tonight
he looked with twinkling eyes
toward the North that's where his bright
and trusty Northstar flies.

Two camels on the ground below
were stumbling through the sand
discussing what they could not know
and would not understand.

Up on the older camel's hump
there sat a wise old bird
who looked and acted like a grump
but duly overheard

the subject of the camel talk
it did concern the dark
where camels do their stumblewalk
and hear the dingoes bark.

The camels and the silver moon
and even barking dogs
and Northern Stars agreed so soon
that nights are just like fogs

and when the daytime came at dawn
they danced, had lots of fun
the bird and Mr. Moon had gone
They welcomed back the sun.