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Posted by MFish

The Moon, Sentinel of the night sky,
peers through the trees,
spraying its beams,
across the dark earth.
The Moon hangs high,
reflecting second hand Sun,
brightening the lives
of all who can see,
guarding the World
while we sleep.

A Comment by Loy

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Loy • 04/02/2021 at 05:49PM • Like Profile

Nice poem, I always love the moon and now I have another reason.

A Comment by MFish

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MFish • 04/02/2021 at 11:19PM • Like Profile

Ahh! Thank you for the nice comments.

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