Darkness Poem by Charles Hancock

Cold darkness charged in
Killed off the warming light
Notify the next of kin
Sun fell victim to night

Man-in-the-moon jeers
Peaking through a cloud
Last ray of day disappears
Never crying out loud

It's good to be near the stove
Keeping the cold night air at bay
Trusty ol' blanket is hand wove
Believe it's time to hit the hay

Another day came and went
Never to be another one like it
Though it's a reoccurring event
Sun will get its revenge bit by bit

So I kiss my woman goodnight
Pray to Jesus Christ that I awaken
For one more morning and twilight
Oh, and coffee, eggs, and bacon