Nighttime lightening into dark, bringing dusk's shade
down upon my brow.
Expectantly waiting for something to happen, in silence
I watch the sky for some special event.
Pulling the cord and putting out light of the daytime
sun, leaves me hanging between day and night with no
reasoning of time.
Watching quietly in awe, seeing the ending of another
blessed day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem