Thursday, March 22, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
A couple of weeks ago, I read a poem I wrote - called "The Night" - at Barnes and Noble on the Upper West Side, NYC. This is the poem:
You know there is a day.
But, the night stands it's ground.
Like life and death, they lead to each other.
If we live on our candle burning out,
We do not see our candle.
So, dear friends, love the day,
But, night will come sometime.
Posted by Benny at 10:42 AM