R. David Fordham
Poem by R. David Fordham
I stand in the dark of the night
Looking up, watching the stars shining ever so bright A large white-veiled cloud, floats by
Giving the appearance of a ghost, riding in the sky The stars burn like so many lanterns in the dark
Some so small in size, they resemble the glow of a spark The moon goes through its phases, masquerading with its disguise
Usually making its appearance, long before the coming sun rise Nature's spirit, the wind, some times makes the show
Depending on its course, it moves the clouds to and fro This nightly entertainment, is shown almost every night
Just keep looking up, to that dark and distant sight.
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