While I gaze into the sky so dark,
and contemplate my dreams,
scattered lights are dusted 'bout
the constellations, it seems.
And even though my dreams are deep,
for some have just begun,
the moon is glowing like a fire
and sets in Oregon.
So many things have changed with time
through out the countless years.
For best and worse, we've lived our life,
with laughter and with tears.
So in the night, its darkness thick,
I search for Orion,
and the Moon, it floats like a guiding hand,
and sets in Oregon.
Albert Joe Hickerson
Copyright �2001 Albert Hickerson
