Night has long since fallen….
A blood moon rises in the west
While the fire keeps it’s crackling
Vigil over the mountain meadow
Loneliness creeps in
To share with me the night
Welcomed, we embrace
My faithful friend
Many nights have we been kin
The stars, but little comfort….
One looses it’s self
To streak across the night
She draws from me a smile
A memory of nights long past
As the darkness bids goodnight
I bed the past and drift off to Dream
-Adam J. Steele