That Night. - Poem by Daffodil Jackson
I had no way of knowing
That the winds of change were blowing
Enchanted dust from twinkling skies
To light my star-bedazzled eyes.
That whispers from the gnarled old trees
Would fall like leaves upon the breeze
And ancient wisdom would impart
To bring sweet solace to my heart.
I did not know that moonbeams
Would dance inside my lonely dreams
And make my spirit soar anew
That Night, my love, when I met you.
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