Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Poem #387

More poems :)

Moonshine
Beautiful light, shining so bright,
Illuminating the darkness of the black night.
Stars in the sky sparkle up high,
Showing us that bedtime is nigh.
Shimmering in the cool night air,
The glowing orb is always there.
The clouds have tried many times to hide,
But in the sky it will relentlessly abide.
Rising and falling every day,
But never completely going away.
It might disappear in the morning light,
But it will always reappear the very next night.
Shining rays of hope and care,
Saying the sky will never be bare.

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