Peter S. Quinn

Sonnet 168, The Wandering Night - Poem by Peter S. Quinn

The wandering night so profound and dark,
With faraway lights of the stars to come;
In oceans of clouds so little they spark,
That one's still wondering where they blink from.
And so it is with light that day has given,
It dies into unknown of dreamy thought;
For what is of this day's never out livin',
Into the nighttime that forward is brought.
Like the dark shadow that steadfastly grow,
When moon is in clouds and earth is in night;
Faraway stars in dreams they then will glow,
Until once more the dawn comes again bright.
A wish from a star falling from the sky,
Should always live longer, never to die.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 16, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 12, 2011

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