Good night

My question is; how will I know?

Maybe I should just believe;

I do; believe… In you; 

You have been very generous to me;

Some others not so much, you see. 
When I wake up I might find cantor 

An answer to the questions inside,

With a hope that I’ve have the answers,

To the ones we’ve been denied.  
I know you feel my eager desire too,

It’s so strong that I hold back the tears,

I will write more; some old and new,

And we will have no more fears. 
The answers will come;

If we hold on tight. 

Goodnight.