NIGHT-BREEZE..... NIGHT-BREEZE.....


Your stars they shine, with infinite glee,
your moon she smiles, at ocean and sea;
Tell me your secret, reveal it to me,
O! Silent Night yet, why weepeth thee.


My tears are for her, my better half;
For the only one who will make me laugh.
Where hath she gone? O! poet please!
Find her for me, her name is Breeze.


O! Silent Night, how foolish art thee!
Pray forget her , accompany me;
For a thousand stars await thy smile;
With them and the Moon, make merry awhile.


Alas! My friend, what poet art thou!
Who has only heard, not ever known love.
For in love when you miss your beloved one,
merriment and smile there can be none.


On this the Poet said to Night,
"The truth thou hast spake, thou art right."
And prayed to God closing book and pen.
And in rythmic silence, Breeze blew then!  ¶ 5:02 AM