Moon
Moon
Were we like the yellow moon
Lighting gloom bright as noon
Growing anew the eaten part
Curved like the gourmand’s tart
Restless as it scours the sky-
Restless and refusing to die....
Friends would be truly “sweet”:
And not fail us on their feet!
JM
03rd February 2014
Copyright © Joseph Matose | Year Posted 2014
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