bid hate depart

title: Bid hate depart
Beneath the shining stars,
beneath the gleaming moon,
when night has healed the scars
of burning noon...
and so i say to you,
if hate posses your heart,
when days hot strife is through
bid hate depart...
the disappointing day
whenever, wrong, or how,
is something passed away,
is ended now.
forget, forgive, the scars,
and sleep will find you soon
beneath the shining stars,
the gleaming moon.

By: Kari Fagan