Title: Late at night
by Santana from Northern Ireland | in writing, poetry
Late at night; when the moon is nigh
That is when they start to cry...
Tears of joy, tears of sorrow
Tears of wishing for tomorrow
Late at night; when the moon is nigh
That is when they look on high...
To remember dreams of courage, and cowardice.
To remember the times they paid the price...
Late at night; when the moon is nigh
That is when there comes a sigh
A sigh for days long past; and
Dreams that may never come to pass
Late at night; when the moon is nigh
That is when they start to cry...
This poem is from me - not quite knowing (at the time) what I was feeling or going to do in my life.
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