There must be moonbeams 

over the ocean tonight, 

The clouded sky 

Conceals their dazzle, 

Saving the brilliance of their beauty 

For another day 

When the overcast is not 

as insistent, 

When the night 

Discovers its stars again, 

And lets their twinkling light 

Pour forth 

To paint pictures of reassurance 

In the darkness. 

Check writes from North Wildwood.