-- My North Star --

John Herlihy

The North Star, one of our closest friends,

Night quickly descends as the star ascends.

North Star is the earth’s star, but not mine,

Announcing the night, it feels oh so sublime.

In ebbing darkness, the star shines strength,

In minutes to the hour, we measure its length.

I was lucky to have seen it, where has it been,

Days now gone by as our world edges to its end.

Where is my north star, I do begin to wonder,

This scourge of the earth our hearts plunder.

Where the guiding light that previews hope,

Where the promise of day to lend its scope.

I search in the north, but my star finds me,

Deep within my inner space, there as surety.

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(c) John Herlihy 30 April 2020