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Under a Harvest Moon

October 6, 2008
By GretaRose SILVER, Brookfield, Wisconsin
GretaRose SILVER, Brookfield, Wisconsin
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The harvest moon shines bright.

This cold, quiet, night,

It wanders through the woods,

Searching for a life.

Blood drips from its lips,

Red against white.

The life it had found,

Has just seen the light.

Pile of skin and bones,

Abandoned in the woods,

Where a life once stood…

Under a harvest moon.

The author's comments:
Just trying to do a halloween-ish themed poem.

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