Blues At Night Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Here comes night again
Straight through rainy clouds
Drops sliding on those grains
Cobblestones with many crowds
Here comes night so very lonely
In its shadows going through
If I were beside you now only
I would be so happy too

Here comes moon shining above
In its bluish darkish glow
If I only now had your love
I wouldn't be so down and low
Here comes the hour of my heart
In its beat of lonely showing
We are not so different apart
In our ways of to and fro going

Here comes dark in deeper dim
Graceful hours of silence slowing
Any way in its whimsy whim
Letting nobody outside knowing
Here comes night so very lonely
While I’m trying to reach you
If I were beside you now only
We could have so much fun to do