Midnight Maiden of the sky,
Sits upon her throne so high.
Oh what a watchful eye she keeps,
As her kingdom falls fast asleep.
All through the knight as we dream,
The world is peaceful as it seems.
Like A mother’s care,
The Midnight Maiden is always there.
Yes she watches us through the night,
Until we wake to the morning’s light.
© Copyright 2016 Esther Asencio. All rights reserved.
Poem / Poetry
Short Story / Editorial and Opinion
Poem / Religion and Spirituality
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