A Walk With Night by Mike Williams 07/26/2016 @ 9:26 P.M.

Once upon a moonlit eve, 
Night took a walk with me. 
Over a shadowed pathway dim, 
Slowly I kept pace with him. 
Silent was he as the grave, 
As we walked along the pave. 
From his perspective it'd seem, 
A world of mystery and dream. 

Taking leave of me at morn, 
Night lingered 'til the sun was born. 
He swallowed up the stars alight, 
Then in a whisper said, "remember Night!"
I look to find his revealing face, 
Every eve same time and place. 
Awaiting patiently to walk once more, 
And discover what Night has in store.