The greenish glow upon my face has gone
Another night has robbed us from our time
Unkind mercy threw her sticks and her stones
One of us now blind staggers far behind;
I clear the table from where I had dropped
A dish or two in hopes we would talk soon
The china stacks up high just like my thoughts
As I clean the mess from this cluttered room
I hesitate to put these plates away
For fear that we won't use them anymore
The greenish glow will not stay lit today
One of us spent, falls asleep on the floor
I realize something about last night,
You only wanted to stay up to write.
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