The Evening Sky
Often the dark sky sparkles dots of light,
Shimmering miles away they burn strong.
One feels satisfaction from such a sight,
And knows their glow will last forever long.
With every three-fourths of a hundred years,
A blazing streak illuminates the shade.
An experience that presents no fears,
One moment that will last and never fade.
Yet just like the glittering dotted sky,
And the very rare shooting night sky jewel,
Your nature does not allow me to cry,
And your sweet love is never displayed cruel.
For you have a dazzling night gem soul,
Like the twinkling dusk, you make me whole.
