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The Moon

I see the moon,
Emerging from the midnight gloom,
Rising ever so high,
Up and up in the sky,
It drifts across the starry darkness,
Until it glows less and less,
But then it is gone,
And it is the break of dawn.



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RoyalCorona said...
May 30, 2013 at 4:58 pm:
I love your description!! I love this poem, it is so good! Nice job!!
 
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