Author Norman Rowland Gale GOD with His million cares Went to the left or right, Leaving our world; and the day Grew night. Back from a sphere He came Over a starry lawn, Looked at our world; and the dark Grew dawn. Tags dark world god night Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments