The light has passsed
into the night of tomorrow
into the fragrance of flowers
into the day of dreams
without a smile or good word
for the light has a mission
to return another day.
The light has passed
I gave my time away
even in the darkness now
I never will forget
for my eyes betray my steps.
The light has passed
with the first snowfall
The light has passed
on a cold November evening
to return at winter's ending.
-D.A. Weesner
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