The Day is done.
Now it's the turn
For the Stars
To have some fun.
But under the dark,
Lightless
Unfeeling and scary
Night,
Who knowns
How many will die?
Of loneliness,
Of fright...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very thought provoking poem Sandry. The night comes with all it's scary problems, but a new dawn is just behind.