Dancing in the Moonlight

September 2, 2009
By Lauren Elliott SILVER, Tulsa, Oklahoma
Lauren Elliott SILVER, Tulsa, Oklahoma
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I fall into a deep sleep.
Right as I hit my pink pillow haven
I dream of the moon and the farm.
The moonlight shines on the farmer's land.
The stables in a silloette.
Strung across the sky.
For all to glare at.
As they awake from their slumbers At 5 to milk the cows.
I am in the moonlight.
Bare feet.
Dancing.
Free until all awake once again.
And all will work in the shadow of The girl who dances in the moonlight.


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