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Moon
A beautiful crescent shape,
That with wonder, I gape…
The nights you light…
Dispel you, plight…
The dark skies you light,
Wonderful, bounty of delight…
Some night, a cut nail,
Some night, a half disk,
Some night, a full fireball,
But still, of light a fisc…
Sober light, you glow,
Feelings of frenzy flow…
But when falls the day,
Why do you fley…
After the arduous day,
I say…
“O night, fall soon…
I wanta meet the beautiful moon…”
l love this poem