A cold wind blows and whistles a tune
The clouds drift across and obscure the moon
So sad a night as you will ever see
Alone I sit and contemplate what's come to be
The darkness is no friend tonight
I wonder will it ever again be right
For time and darkness is not a friend
When love and light is at an end.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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