The day is passing and it's becoming night,
The sun is now hiding, the moon is in sight,
The stars are beginning to show with a glow
To see the dark part with their twinkling art,
The constellations are celebrations shining
Which are guiding those sailing and walking
With a mapped out vision of Godly precision
And the North Star is still so far in division.
I am wayfaring in a life full of nice and strife,
You are a star that I am following to be a wife,
With a visionary insightful cite with a might
Of out-of-sight delightful delight of my hype.
You are my appeal so I feel what is so real
And that is my love so shining with a pining.
Copyright Andrew Stevenson 22/07/2024
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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