A-t night tired eyes rest,
L-ooking for tomorrow's light;
O-ptimism makes them open,
N-ice sleep sets your soul
A-right.
Y-our mind is fresh after the dark,
E-arly sixteenth of July;
N-ight meditation helps you ponder the feelings low or high.
E-vening silence brings
C-omfort neath the moonlight;
H-eart hopes for the dawn,
O-ptimism in the
N-ight.
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