I used to long for sleep at night
To close these weary eyes,
And dream of worlds in amber light,
Of suns in golden skies,
A starry sea; a voiceless vow
To find a finer shore
But sailings so much harder now,
And takes a little more.
I’ll stay awake a while and take
The comfort here, and then
Perhaps, at last, I’ll dream to wake
In amber light again.
By Joe Richards