Sweet Silver Song of Clever Thieves

Another old poem I'm willing to  share.

Sweet Silver Song of Clever Thieves

Underneath a pool of moonlight

Some silver instrument plays

A song not heard in many days

Its glistening notes shimmer in the still night air

No other instrument can quite compare

Walking along the well-trodden road

I pause to lighten this heavy load

Underneath a pool of moonlight

I hear some silver instrument play

A perfect end to the day

Notes so pure and sweet

A sound no other instrument can hope to beat

I feel my eyes cloud in a misty haze

My mind’s in a daze

I will sleep now under the moon’s gentle gaze

Enchanted by the song

I sleep for far too long

And by the time

I wake, the moon quite gone,

The load that once was mine

Taken, for no more than a song

The thieves long gone

Thieves who played

Some silver instrument

Underneath a pool of moonlight.