Swirling night falls.
A deep blue creeps over a sleepy town.
The church bell sounds and seems to say
“All is well ‘till dawning day.”
A brilliant crescent slips though the sky,
Guided by her sister stars.
The shining spheres calm those below
With cooling light, a tranquil glow.
A twisted shape stands guard,
Gnarled with the passage of time.
It’s stood unfazed for a hundred years
Through human strife, pain and tears.














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