To You, Dear Day

 From Emily's Quest

I should know you, darling

Without surprise you spill

Your faithful light of morning

Over the far blue hill

You tug from moor and meadow

Midnight’s muted manteau

You ease away the shadow

Where dusk bid us adieu

And I should fully know you

Tell me, how it can be

That after all these years, love

You still surprise me

You veil within your bearing

That which none can predict

You heed to commandeering

Of time’s law and edict

I guess I’ll never know you

By much more than your name

For no two of you, darling

Are ever quite the same

© Janet Martin