Gone At Midnight Poem by Emily Cannon

Though I'll be gone at midnight 
My love will still embrace you.  
For the wind doesn't wait to be seen,  
and the sunlight doesn't wait for reprieve. 

Though I'll be gone before daylight 
My love will still surround you 
For the flowers growing don't wait for permission,  
and the mighty don't wait for submission. 

Though I'll be gone at midnight 
My love is like the stars 
Overseeing the cold and the distant,
as well as all beauty in existence.