Darkest Night

(c) SilvainP

The darkest night
Came through the trees
Obscured the lights
Of clapboard homes

The man held his hat
While the woman hurried
An old dog sat
By the creaking gate

When the rain at last
Began in earnest
The fires were lit
And the flags pulled in

Let the storm rage
Through the dale beyond
The darkest night came
But it won’t last long


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