Goodnight stars, you’re fixed so deep
Into spacetime, in it’s keep;
Goodnight moon, bright lamp of night,
Mirroring our daystar’s light.
Goodnight trees, you stand in sleep;
Goodnight cars, gone from the street;
Goodnight squirrels with chatter-words;
Goodnight, butterflies and birds.
Goodnight, winter wind that blows;
Goodnight, rain that grows the rose;
Goodnight, summer cricketsong,
‘Lone awake the whole night long.
published in Northern Stars Magazine
© 2001 Bonnie Manion