The Night Sky

• Jethro Hartmann, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2022

There are some nights
Where I look up at the sky and fall in love with it yet again and again.
Staring at the night sky
It unfolds into deeper hues of blue
Telling me that it is the end of another day
The moon, as always shinning in its mass of glory
The night sky, is a place where my mind can wander limitless.
I embrace the silence of the night
They all say that dark may be evil
But as I stare up a the sky
I come to a conclusion
Darkness is beauty