Saturday

NIGHT BLIND

The moonlight I am never to see,
Nor of the moon to speak,
Why does darkness fall on me
As it falls upon the sea ?

Don’t you know ? Don’t you see ?
I see by day and not by night,
I must close my eyes by dark
And open them only in light.

People talk of beautiful sights,
Of the planet, of the stars,
I can never see them for myself,
Nor enjoy fireworks as they burst.

If I were blind, I wouldn’t know,
That blue is blue and yellow is yellow,
But blind I am only at night,
I can see well during daylight.


The bright shiny Venus, I don’t see,
Nor the red Mars do I know.
Haley’s comet will twice have passed,
Before I see the moon’s soft glow.