The Shadow Passed

The sky is inky blue tonight.

The moon is full; the stars are bright

Fleecy clouds drift across her face,

They are Queen Moon's white angel rays.

Again from the south the light breeze blows,

Smiles are back as the darkness goes.

The sound of laughter ringing aloud,

Will drive away any stray dark cloud.

Note: This is a sequel to 'When Laughter Died.' Perhaps it does not implicitly continue the story of the first poem, but it reflects a change of mood.