When days are short & nights are long,
I sit by the window to sing a song.
At times I can hear the owl's howling,
While at times its just a stranger calling.
Sometimes I just feel the warmth of the air,
But at times,its like a long,silent whisper.
While the ebullient trees dance away all night,
I sit back & watch a ballet of twinkling stars bright.
The moon winks & smiles,
While the local street dog whines,
I wish he was with me,by my side,
Chaperoning me into the bright moonlight.
Away from the world of cataclysm,
Into the silent journey to eternity.
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