Letter To A Friend Poem by Joseph Peter Ostapiuk

Forget me a while
while the midnight lamp is waning
keep your eyes turned from the night
and the stars as they're fading
don't wait for my ship upon
those forbidden shores
there's nothing left for me here
anymore

Let that last train fall from sight
While the rain is softly falling
Under the station's lonely light
Where the midnight bell is tolling
Keep your pearl white hands
from the inkwell by your side
And your dreams from the rising
and the falling of the tide

Don't look down those hallways unknown
There are no shadows there escaping
Pace about these nights made of stone
While the alabaster moon is wasting