Said the Day to I, the Night

by Tyler Moore   Jan 17, 2013


He said to me, so subtly
no more a whisper than a shout,
"I'd like to be, quite certainly,
in a world with you without.

"You steal my light, you stupid night
I think I hate you yes I do.
I think I might, pick a tiger fight
over being friends with you!

"And don't you know, I'd like to throw
you to the bottom of the sea;
I wonder though, would it really show
what you truly mean to me?

"I think instead, the bears be fed
with you, might more suffice;
though paint you red, with bulls be said
could just be quite as nice.

"Or smothering thee, thick in honey
and covering you all with bees
I think might be, undoubtedly,
the only way I might be pleased.

"See Night I say, you rue the day
you ever came to steal my light,
to shut away the sun that way,
I say it's just not right!

So then said I, "I will not cry,
or pout or tear or weep;
I'll just say goodbye, then watch you try
without my darkness, try to sleep."

And with the Sun, farewells now done
Day left the way he came;
now a veil so rises, over my horizon
where now I, the Night, remain.

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