Upon the fringe of deep black night
The sky remained a vast ocean of blue;
The perfect sphered moon shone its’ light
Casting a faint and ghostly hue.
The sky remained a vast ocean of blue
While a lone ship sailed the silent sea
Casting a faint and ghostly hue
On the lapping waves so deep.
While a lone ship sailed the silent sea
Searching for its faraway home;
On the lapping waves so deep
Voyaging onward all alone.
Searching for its faraway home
Beneath the canopy of darkness stretching on;
Voyaging onward all alone
Yet somehow hoping to perceive the distant sun.
Beneath the canopy of darkness stretching on
The perfect sphered moon shone its’ light;
Yet somehow hoping to perceive the distant sun
Upon the fringe of deep black night.
Becky G? Oh, That's Me! 
Amazing do you organize your poems into folder like manner so that if someone wants to reread one can easily find it out?
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