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Daylight stands apart from cold midnight.
His warm smile—kind eyes—brilliance.
The touch of his hand warms our insides—
Keeps us safe—and– living right.
Midnight shakes the bones of Children.
If I could
but for one moment
keep at bay
the pain, the suffering, the sorrow
If I could
but for one moment
Still the tempest
Bring back the blush
of life
into the cold pale faces
Could I but soar unbounded
As does the great Eagle Bald
And reach immeasurable heights
And No one has called
And tease all Day with my offspring
And feast as I may
