Sunshine is a tide,
A golden flood,
With ebb and flow,
Rising at dawn,
Ebbing at dusk,
But moonlight,
Ahh, moonlight,
My quiet friend,
Is a still comfort,
A loving blanket,
Which remains
Spreading its comfort
Throughout the night.
Donovan Baldwin
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