Night Time Poem by Billy Loving

The dying of the day
Declining sun, setting in the familiar way
It's fading, dissipating light
Overtaken by the night

In the east, the risen moon
Melody of the night starting soon
Twinkling stars appearing overhead
Just their light, some long since dead

To darkness, the light does succumb
Startling cry, where, I know not from
A chill overtakes the air
Bright glowing eyes, cold stare

So brief does it last
Second hand spinning so fast
Soon it will be day again
It's symphony about to begin