Goodnight Poem -18 The beams from the lighthouse is scattering into the dark. In twinkling sky what clouds are whisperings, hark! They might be making a plan to abduct the moon! look! they are chasing him and will do it very soon. Or, they are casting some magic spell to blind the universe. See! their the fastest running of making themselves disperse. What will happen to moon tonight no one really knows, I am afraid, let me all my house-windows tightly close. I'll see the condition of the innocent moon, at morn. He may be hanged somewhere tonight along any deadly thorn. Goodnight! Goodnight Poem -18 Goodnight! It is my last quote of today. #yqbaba #yqquotes #yqenglish #yqdidi
