backed in black


Orange moon

Each night you grow

A little bigger

More than a sliver

Soon you'll be half

Followed oblong

Then you'll be full

Orange like our sun

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allets's picture

I Read A Poem

About the moon boasting

and needing to be quiet. And

the sun showed up, also

told to be quiet. Like this. - slc



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Like that

If color were sound, the sun would be loud.

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