My Lonely Wanderer Poem by Josh Erys

Silent and cold
the dark sky cried in dismay
in hopeless longing of
the morning sun.
Lonely and cold,
could yearn for nothing
but the moon
and the glorious heavenly
diamonds,
to guild my lonely
wanderer with its crown
of lights made of the shinest stars.
Cold and long,
the whisperers walk their way through,
leaving my lonely
wanderer terrified.
In awe my lonely
wanderer cried...
Calling for the noble
knight in shiny armor
save thou me
oh! Knight,
relived at last, as in turn
the glorious splendors of the stars threw forth.
In azure as the night
slowly and calm
turned into day.