The Days Are Hovering High By Joshua Aaron Guillory Poem by Joshua Aaron Guillory

The days are hovering high,
Looking forward to the night.
Time has given the decree,
So come now to me
And delight you will see,
The feeling is so free.
Wretchedness has died;
Only rest does arride.
Tranquility is our friend.
Honest hearts have no end.
Notable is the sound
Of having you around.
I hear it in the wind;
I know you comprehend.
The days are hovering high
And have reached the sky.

- Joshua Aaron Guillory

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