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A Nightlight

There’re waves, there’s a river beside.
There’s warm glow of my nightlight:
“A nightlight” is my name for the mark
Of your presence — ablaze in the dark.
…Yet the night and the river are lit,
And the sorrows are bitter-sweet…
Just a shadow sways in the tide —
You’re gone… But the dusk is alight.