Silent Night

It should be a silent night
But what thoughts,
Oh, what thoughts I have
Of you, my love
The half-moon winks
His vertical eye
From a navy hemisphere
And I can’t deny
It should be a silent night
Without you, my dear
The wind with her sigh
Is dormant; asleep
The double layered sky
Of white noon-day cloud
Has vanished into the deep
And the silence
Should laugh out loud
But the tight-lipped
Midnight came
And left a summer ago
For I hear you whisper
Whispering my name
And I know
There will never be
Another silent night
For me

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Janet Martin

Tonight is a perfect, silent night.
I’ll go to bed tomorrow :