Need of Lighting
It's as if the stars feel,
There is no need of lighting,
They have below, their neons,
They have their red light spaces,
I used to look up in a sky,
Full of nighf stars, some twinkling
But now not so.
The sky turns coal black
I wait for a lucky dawn,
When i can see a twinkling,
When i can even count them.
Tsk tsk!
It's as if the stars feel,
There is no more,
Need of lighting.
© gillena cox 2025
