O' resting on the noon of today
I whisper softly
At late day
I pause from reflection
And just be
A newborn dusk
Writhe upon me gingerly
Orb of night glow
The stars sparkle glittery
Through the glazing night luster afar
Thus I pen
Tinkle Dinkle Little Star
On the afternoon of tomorrow sleep
O' I will awake, and take a breath deep
Evening ends, relax
And wait for peace from the day
At midnight hour
I will be submerging
Thought in my pray
O' thou now enlighten my poet's mind
Flowing clear
Bright as light
In the sky so very dear
© daniel miltz
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