Yarka

 For what I see in silver light

On fleeting days, tomorrow might

A truth be told for eyes to see

The truth of them, a truth in me.

For what I see in silver light

The homeless man, a winter's night

A fragile hand for one to hold

A fragile world, the story told.

So look around from day to day

Stop and witness what comes your way

It's yours to keep, it's there in sight

For what I see in silver light.