Good Morning Midnight

There are flowers of light In the windows all near This is city neon’s night With some moments in the air Shadows dancing in a glow Without people nearby Outside’s winter without snow And the dim bottomless sky Good morning midnight I’ll be sleeping on soon Rising into my dreamy flight With the peeking old moon There is a flower in my pot Christmas rose I think it is And it’s now reddening a lot In its starry blossom bliss While I peek out my window Trying to catch the stillness Of the night’s passive adagio In the frosty deep chillness Good morning midnight May my peace now come in With its sleepiness alright And the dreams of whimsy spin