The moon is slowly rising high In the deep black velvet sky Between the V of two stately trees Its glorious Lunar light beckons me...
Crickets are chirping their nightly lullaby Luring flickering fireflies to sleep A beautiful evening such as this Deserves to be a special memory to keep...
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
was dreaming of summer and the warm, comforting breeze..with the moon shining down
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Kathy