At midnight
If you have eyes to see
There’s beauty and there’s majesty
Sweet brown beauties tucked in tight,
Shooting stars bursting through the night
Strong study trees reaching for the sky
Dancing and swaying to the moon’s lullaby
Quiet waters. Silent nights.
Angels soaring towards the light.
At midnight if you have eyes to see
There’s beauty and there’s majesty.
From The Skin I’m In by Sharon G. Flake. All rights reserved.
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