That Feeling // by Emma C. (January 2017)

There is a blessed moment,
When day will slowly fall,
When a creamy, heavenly peace,
Descends upon us all,
It is, as white, as buttermilk,
As beautiful as a maid,
It is smooth like purest silk,
And rich like earth in spade.

As the distant starlight,
Creeps over the clouds,
I shall know that it is night,
And that feeling, is around.