when all of the days
become the last day
it is night
the light exposes
the night refrains
the darkness looms
an avenger
to disguise the day's worries
with stars
moonlight
a swing on the old, solid,
wide-plank porch
overlooking the glow
from the stream
of the moon's reflection
of what was once the day
and now is the last day
that worry is heard
because night
the avenger
has allowed us
to remember
night is magic
summer is love
the dark is really
an avenger of light
Well said. The light of magic made by you.
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