All Through These Endless Nights
All through these endless nights
The beauty I see and feel in your look;
God seems to just rest upon your shoulder;
I guess he works in mysterious ways.
Through nights like these I lie awake;
Such things are greater than time and space;
Each night I think of you, it’s always the same;
Through an endless night like this
Randy McGee December 26, 1999
Poems by Root