Starry Nights

There is sadness in the midnight sky
Starlight trapped within the circles of the night.

Have I seen a bird fly on your canvas
across the coarseness of your strokes?
There is sadness in your midnight sky.

You love stars decorating your canvas
White and blue against the orange lamp light
Starlight trapped within the circles of the night.

Why so much red and green on the canvas
Inside a café with roomful of folks, estranged under the stars?
There is sadness in the midnight sky.

Were you the lone, black tree on the canvas
Strong, upright, touching the stars?
Starlight trapped within the circles of the night.

There is sadness in the midnight sky.