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Night Owl

Sitting by her open window,
Was a girl deep in thought,
Lost within a book of Poe,
A perfect poem she sought.

With a curious eye,
He watches her pen,
For she gives it a try,
Every now and then.

He will visit her forevermore,
In silent hours of midnight,
Casting his shadow on her floor,
Within the full moonlight.

Mysterious, nocturnal bird,
Calling out to darkened land,
Speaking such wise word,
Which I cannot understand.

I am lonely, I must confess,
It's just you, me and the moon,
You are much like me, I guess,
So, please sing me another tune.

A messenger of death,
Wailing songs of a banshee,
Has my grim reaper cometh,
Was this warning meant for me?

My soul was projected,
In the shadow of a fowl,
A raven I had expected,
Not the silhouette of an owl!

Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2013

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Blood Red Moon

Blood Red Moon

Deep devouring passions bleed now from this solar eclipse 
As black blood flows from an evil army of “undead” beings 
Whose fangs hideously and cruelly pierce the veins of their 
Mesmerized and unsuspecting victims who are held at bay.

In such silence burdens prowl inside deep sad heartbeats 
As ghastly living shadows creep eerily in and knot the 
Tortured guts of a twisted scared bloodless life falling 
Under the dark macabre gaze of the Blood Red Moon.

At night uncanny black magic spells are intoned in the 
Old Latin scripture as large spider webs cast a gloomy 
Presence and envelope now all those trapped by them as 
The misted breath bleeding hearts howl to Heaven’s roar. 

Standing upon a rugged and lonely mountain crossroad 
There can be no release from the devilish glare of the
Vaunted “Blood Red Moon” whose evil presence pervades
Every breath you take and casts a demonic derisive stare.

My senses are now frozen in place as a deep chill shakes
My soul to the very core of its primordial existence as I 
React to the cutting cold of a dawning maleficent darkness 
Invading every corner and space of my psyche and existence.

The wicked jaws of a rabid beast seek now to bite and rip
All beauty from me and all thoughts I hold close and dear 
As I gasp now for life and painfully feel my tired heartbeat 
Slow as my immortal soul numbs and cries crocodile tears. 

I’m cursed now to walk alone forever as my spilled remains 
Are cut now and my ties of human existence have disappeared 
Putting me on the ground on all fours as I ponder my ultimate
Fate in the hands of a supernatural force beyond any mercy. 
 
As the shadow of Lucifer’s Blood Red Moon passes over my
Tortured face I spy a look at one demonic siren prompting me
Now to follow her as my body is placed on a sacrificial alter
And my life ebbs away as I’m kissed by spirits of the damned!

Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem
Copyright © All Rights Reserved – October 11, 2015 
(Narrative Quatrain)

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015

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Blame The Moon


I blame you, moon, for bringing thoughts of love in night to charm my eyes in slumber deep. Dreams drift bewildered in my head above til’ morning seizes passion’s grip from sleep. The moon shines careless on this lonely soul and beckons prey to seek the hunter’s fang. As dark expands in shadows to console, they slice the skin releasing bitter pain. In dreams, I feel a heart beating with mine, a stranger once becomes now all I know. Familiar taste upon my lips like wine flows perfectly from starry tide aglow. How do I live in sunlight’s looming grave, deadened by numbing rays of ruthless sun? How do I live without the arms I crave, amongst the crowds until the day is done? I blame you, moon, for rousing dreams within to taunt me with a lover’s longing smile. Beneath closed lids, I’m lost in timeless spin. Winds whisper, moon, please let her sleep awhile. for Gautami Phookan's Waking Dreams Contest, 12/1/14

Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2014

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SOMEONE LIKE YOU


Strolling along the Rue de Seine,
It suddenly began to rain.
Crossing Boulevard Saint-Germain,
Against my bosom, petits pains.

Guarding his hair, like Brigitte Bardot!
Unsure which way the traffic would flow,
I reached out for a hand to hold:
Excuse was that he had a cold.

Although my eyes still remained dry,
These veins bled tears down to Versailles.
My love was still yet to find me:
A pauper to be my marquis.

Bardot worshipped me over pizza,
And said I was his Mona-Lisa.
He'd marry me if he’d had the money,
That statement, to me, just seemed so funny.

For t’would be cheaper than a Paris trip,
Down to the registrar: take a quick nip.
Just two of us would be adorable,
However simple or affordable.

I smiled though, wishing he was you,
Somewhere out there, of me, you dream too:
A man so unashamed to show
Love, that it would naturally glow.

It makes no difference what kind of ring,
If you have the power to make me sing.
I’ve dreamed of you so many nights,
Your eyes guide me like city lights.  

Someone with whom to share my thoughts,
Geeky, nerdy, romantic sorts,
Who’ll whisper words straight from the heart,
Not easy for me to outsmart.   

Witty, loving, trustworthy, kind,
Whose soul is hopefully not too blind
To see the gifts that I’ll bring to you:
A love of no more déjà vu.    

And if these bones have turned to dust,
From earth, my soul, it shall combust,
To one day form a sunny star,
Away from all the steak-tartare.   

And you, my moon that I’ll shine upon,
To light up nights in sweet Sorbonne,
Reminding me where I first met you,
As rain fell down upon that rue.


18th August 2016 


Check out Daniel Turner's lovely and humorous response to this, "If I Were The One". It made my day :)  http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/if_i_were_the_one___for_nicola_819731

Copyright © Nicola Byrne | Year Posted 2016

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The Moon and Seven Sisters

 
When the waning moon casts its umber shadow on the earth, During a supermoon eclipse all the skywatchers quietly gather; A double spectacle of a gigantic swollen moon bathed in blood red, And light creeping the edges of earth to create seven blue sisters. _______________________________ September 28, 2015 Quatrain For the contest, Supermoon Eclipse, sponsor, Eve Roper First Place

Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2015

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SUPERMOON ECLIPSE - FOR CONTEST

Oh supermoon looks so huge and pretty Hiding behind the earth just for fun We observe them from both town and city Moon blushes red as the rising sun 09~30~15 Contest: Supermoon Eclipse Sponsored: by Eve Roper

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2015

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Held upon a moonbeam sighs

Visions of a way forward 
raising the curtains dream magic
stepping into the spotlight view 
captivating under a harvest moon

Rocked in the cradle of thoughts 
your the flower sweetly awakening 
deeply flames warmly embrace sunshine beams 
growing beautiful rose petals tenderly touch deeply

When I trace your heart's echo 
kissing this soul softly within dewdrops 
weeping starlight tears of a breathless sigh 
where the sunbeams dance with brilliance

Golden inside your rays honey 
deliciously lights up priceless perfect 
holding the breath for a moment love 
our time shining purely unique sharing

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2016

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Mr. Moon and Ms. Night

An August night waits,
For the setting of the sun.
Sparkles light her eyes,
When sunset has begun.

A romantic ambiance,
Moon nestles with the night.
Waiting to cast his love,
Of radiating light.

Reflections over waters,
The moon blushes with a glow.
Embracing one another with,
The love they both bestow.

A secret rendezvous,
Between Ms. lady night.
Dancing with her love,
As his poem's, he recites.

Copyright © Raul Moreno | Year Posted 2009

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Voyeur Moon

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The voyeur moon has promised she

will hide her light tonight and keep

it dark outside if we'll agree

to let her watch us while we sleep

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09/27/2015

Copyright © Lycia Harding | Year Posted 2015

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Blood Red Moon

Blood Red Moon

Deep devouring passions bleed now from this solar eclipse 
As black blood flows from an evil army of “undead” beings 
Whose fangs hideously and cruelly pierce the veins of their 
Mesmerized and unsuspecting victims who are held at bay.

In such silence burdens prowl inside deep sad heartbeats 
As ghastly living shadows creep eerily in and knot the 
Tortured guts of a twisted scared bloodless life falling 
Under the dark macabre gaze of the Blood Red Moon.

At night uncanny black magic spells are intoned in the 
Old Latin scripture as large spider webs cast a gloomy 
Presence and envelope now all those trapped by them as 
The misted breath bleeding hearts howl to Heaven’s roar. 

Standing upon a rugged and lonely mountain crossroad 
There can be no release from the devilish glare of the
Vaunted “Blood Red Moon” whose evil presence pervades
Every breath you take and casts a demonic derisive stare.

My senses are now frozen in place as a deep chill shakes
My soul to the very core of its primordial existence as I 
React to the cutting cold of a dawning maleficent darkness 
Invading every corner and space of my psyche and existence.

The wicked jaws of a rabid beast seek now to bite and rip
All beauty from me and all thoughts I hold close and dear 
As I gasp now for life and painfully feel my tired heartbeat 
Slow as my immortal soul numbs and cries crocodile tears. 

I’m cursed now to walk alone forever as my spilled remains 
Are cut now and my ties of human existence have disappeared 
Putting me on the ground on all fours as I ponder my ultimate
Fate in the hands of a supernatural force beyond any mercy. 
 
As the shadow of Lucifer’s Blood Red Moon passes over my
Tortured face I spy a look at one demonic siren prompting me
Now to follow her as my body is placed on a sacrificial alter
And my life ebbs away as I’m kissed by spirits of the damned!

Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem
Copyright © All Rights Reserved – October 11, 2015 
(Narrative Quatrain)

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015

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Halloween Moon

From behind veiled clouds the moon awaits 
hesitantly. It’s time to greet
restless souls that roam on Halloween.
What shall it be....a trick or treat?

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15th October, 2015
Contest: Halloween Moon
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Placed 1st

Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2015

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The Gecarcinus quadratus's dilemma with the Halloween moon

As he gazed up at the Halloween moon little red land crab became so confused Wolves howling - he saw nothing in common A witch flew by - he crawled away bemused
Halloween moon contest by Eve Roper 18 October 2015 Syllables: 10 per line Word count: 32 Gecarcinus quadratus, known as the red land crab, whitespot crab, Halloween crab,moon crab, Halloween moon crab, mouth less crab or harlequin land crab, is a colourful land crab from the family Gecarcinidae.

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015

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Magic Moon

We stand beneath an unfamiliar moon Where nature's magic weaves a crimson loom To contradict what ancients understood The world survives and has not met its doom
__________________________________________ Contest Sponsored by Eve Roper "Super Moon Eclipse" 10/3/15

Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2015

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All Hallow's Moon

Oh souls that brave All Hallow's moon
whose shadowed face would bid us swoon.
We stare upon your ghostly veil
a-flight on twilight's empty trail.

And yet, we delve where darkness daunts
to fathom mystery, know what haunts
our souls when comes October-tide,
where fear and anguish both abide.

Each hidden passage, road or rill
we spy while walking makes us chill.
Gray shadow wings on ghostlike trees
make heart and footsteps quickly freeze.

All pathways lead where horrors thrill.
The heart is numbed as is our will.
Frail steps draw close toward the lair
where phantom talons might ensnare.

How long until we're safely home
free of this mental catacomb?
These questions spin within our head
as we trek fully gripped by dread.

How do souls flee such grievous fright?
Oh moon, postpone our dreadful plight.
Deliver us to warmth and home
from black enigmas in the gloam.

Copyright © Brian Baumgarn | Year Posted 2015

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The Man In The Halloween Moon



 It seems the old man in the moon looks down
On spooks and things that fly through the night
They blithely pass across his golden sphere
Giving those Halloween lovers a ghostly fright..


10/12/15

Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2015

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Night Burns

When night burns starless like a tomb,
shadow exults the dark and gloom.
Our souls hone fears sharp as a blade,
and every path holds certain doom.

To dare a trek on nights thus made
all rue in heart their fool's crusade.
Through shadowed vestige, mute and still
all dreams of past and future fade.

Fainthearted now, we lack the will
to slow our heart, to mount the hill,
where specters sing their doleful tune,
and dread alone makes one's blood chill.

Dark, boundless night would have us swoon,
so pray that safety comes, and soon.
When souls feel trapped by shadows dire
we cast our hopes upon the moon.

The moon sustains as twilight's fire,
it tarries until dusk expire.
When sunlight ends the night's deep mire,
we'll share new hope by dawn's bright pyre.

                                  ~~~Night Burns~~~

Copyright © Brian Baumgarn | Year Posted 2015

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Above the Blue Twilight

Chance the night, oh fragrant wind
Beckon to its drowsy calling
For 'tis there she rises high
And in the morn’s seen falling

Two different worlds on blanket lay
Before creations dawning
T’was there, her glory first espied
Began her lover’s fawning

The gentle glow upon her face
Her light of azure gloaming
A reflection of the love he feels
His warmth of heart e’er showing

Chase the wind, disrupt the tides
My lover, oh my soul
And to your darkened bed abide
In part or by the whole

Though my eyes rare find your face
Upon the darkened night
Forever shall we meet and dance
Above the blue twilight

Copyright © Christopher Thor Britt | Year Posted 2013

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Bright Last Quarter

Bright last quarter, soft, cool moon
Blue-gray sky, sun rising soon.
Pearl-like gem in heaven's row
Lead us to sun's brilliant show.

Morning light on soft feet creeps
Showing us such verdant keeps.
Birds awake and sing their tune
Chirp, chirp at the passing moon.

Great owl sweeps a field for prey
Folks arise, another day.
Daylight grows, hot coffee brews
Soon we'll read the morning news.

Outside air is clean and warm.
On each corner, day shapes form.
Sounds of joy and life, all strong
signalling the waking throng.

Fade fast now last quarter moon.
Soon the sun will see you swoon.
But, at dusk, another eve
There the cloak of night to weave.

                                Bright Last Quarter
                                7-9-15
                                Trochaic

Copyright © Brian Baumgarn | Year Posted 2015

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Halloween Moon

Bewitched, I am, by the man in the moon On this night, of All Hallows' Eve As he hides behind the twisted trees It seems he has tricks up his sleeve !
______________________________________________ "Halloween Moon" Contest entry, sponsored by Eve Roper 10/14/15

Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2015

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Halloween Moon

When small monsters’ feet leap and a moaning breeze lifts leaves along their path in the eerie glow of a moon that peeks through skeletal dark trees, it’s time for tricks and a candy overflow! Written October 15, 2015

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015

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Wet Moon

Sagan grins from a Pale Blue Dot
As LCROSS finds water in Cabeus.
Is Su Shih's bright moon finally told --
Echoed by Dickinson's moon of gold?

Did Armstrong sit in contemplation
O'er cheesy man-in-the-moon inspiration
By Yeats, Coleridge, Thomas (Dylan) and Shelley;
Li Po, Longfellow, Whitman and Lindsay?

Under Moore's young moon of May we're planting
Bamboo groves in moonbeams slanting.
Moonrise to moonset, across dead rivers --
Elvis and Emily share moon-rock shivers.

To Sandburg's moon of harvest silver,
Wells used Cavorite (but just a sliver).
Now, listen as the Selonites motion --
Whispering of Earth and its teeming blue ocean.

While I, wild moon-child, begin to spool
By the light of Merritt's Lovecraftian Pool:
"Moon-water shall be the death of me
This year."

Copyright © Tom Arnone | Year Posted 2016

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CLAWS OF MOONLIGHT



While claws of full moon pierce the lanes, beware

For Hallow slakes on a witching twilight,

Ghoulish tricks from dark shadows choke the air

Engraving beams with ripped imprints of fright!





Halloween Moon Contest of Eve Roper
10/20/2015

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2015

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Too Late For Supermoon

Too late I learned the Supermoon had been around.

Another chance I missed to see some magic in the air!

To see it red, I ran fast to my yard and found

A plain full moon that looked down at me in my underwear!


Written 10/1/2015
For Supermoon Eclipse Contest

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2015

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SO Many Questions

                So Many Questions
Were you watching the same moon as I?
The bright smiling moon, low down in the sky
Were you watching it when I at last said goodnight?
Did you catch that kiss sent on the glow of moonlight?

Did you close you eyes in sleep, as the moon passed on by?
Did you catch my dreams to keep them safe, not let them die?
Were you hugging your pillow so tight to your chest?
Leaving kisses on the pillow where my head should be pressed.

Did you wake to see the same moon, then go to sleep?
Were my dreams in your arms, there for you to keep?
To keep for a short while till you give them back to me?
Where we can share them together that is my decree.

© 29/11/2012 ~GG~

Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl | Year Posted 2012

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To The Moon

If I could take you anywhere 
I’d take you to the moon 
Far above the trees and clouds 
And we would go there soon. 

The first thing I would do for you 
As we went along the way 
Is pluck a few stars from the sky 
And make you a bouquet. 

We’d walk along the moon dust 
With only our bare feet 
And feel it come between our toes 
Then our eyes would meet 

We’d sit on the edge 
With our legs dangling free 
And every trouble would leave my heart 
When you smiled at me 

And then you would take my hand 
And I’d give you the grand tour 
Because this moon is a place 
That I have been before 

You see, I’ve been to the moon often 
In my dreams throughout the years 
The moon is my special place 
That I’ve treasured and held dear. 

Never has a person 
Been to the moon with me 
And I told myself the one who would, 
To my heart would hold a key. 

And so my moonlight loved one 
It is you who holds the key 
And I’ve brought you to this place 
That is cherished unto me 

I want to say I love you 
It is you whom I adore 
Will you use the key you have 
To open my heart’s door? 

And in one sweep you’d take me 
Into your warm embrace 
I would see the look of forever 
Etched upon your face 

In that single moment 
My life would change for good 
I’d find my true love on the moon 
As I always knew I would… 

February 16, 2006 
Holly Miller

Copyright © Holly Miller | Year Posted 2011

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Fly me to the moon

Fly me to the moon and I'll sing a lullaby
we'll make our dreams come true, we'll soar high 'bove the sky.
With moondust in our hair and starlight in our eyes,
we'll wish the world away, hear no more plaintive cries.

Sail with me to Eire and we'll sing a bonnie tune,
we'll frolic on the shore, we'll run along the dunes.
No one there will harm us or cause us e're to fear,
we'll only see the good, shed only happy tears.

Run with me to Eden and we'll play amongst the trees,
we'll taste each juicy fruit, suck nectar with the bees.
Let's live with pure abandon and sleep with pleasant dreams,
we'll navigate the landscape, bathe in crystal streams.

Ride with me to Avalon on horseback in the rain,
we'll stop at every town, we'll race with every train.
With no one here to stop us we'll leave this awful place;
let us go in haste, leave this town without a trace.

Fly me to the moon and we'll never have to die,
the universe is ours, we'll sail through endless sky.
With a rainbow as our guide and a moonbeam for a sail,
we'll leave this earth for good, we'll walk on stellar trails.

Copyright © The Seeker | Year Posted 2016

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Source of Light

Worlds apart, yet so very close
As two hearts can beat as one
The sun shines upon us both
Then evening moon does come
We share a place we call our own
When the moon then sheds its light
We meet there, in shadow cast
As day turns into night

You wait for me in lover’s robe
As I come into view
The smile that you give to me
I then give back to you
With your hand, you take my own
You lead me to your tree
Beneath the arms, its mighty limbs
We share love, you and me

Betwixt by nighttime’s hidden glow
Our hearts then shine, form light
Caressing skin, with lips so soft
We bathe in our delight
As the moon, so then descends
To the other side of the earth
We whisper into each other’s ears
A thanks for our rebirth

Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008

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Halloween Moon

 

Moon, with all your lanterns lit like orange pyres
Slinking hustlers, wingeth' rustlers, they don't tire
as they dance around your ball of great red fire,  
cats and bats of hollow's eve, dressed in attire

October 17, 2015



 

Copyright © Mystic Rose | Year Posted 2015

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The Lovers Moon

How do we meet under a lover’s moon?
What does this moon look like?
Will it give me a lover?
Or will it send me on my bike?

Why be under a lover’s moon
Does it imbibe powers of prowess? 
Of does it hide their shyness 
If in a state of near undress.

A harvest moon a blue moon
A waning and a waxing one
A new moon an old moon
And yet only one precious sun.

People cast their seed
On the first full moon in spring
They say it gives the best crops
And that’s saying something.

There are dances in the moonlight 
For those with nefarious thoughts
Bet they‘d get a fright
When lycanthropics, rampage and cavort 

On the night the moon is full what a shock for all the lovers 
A werewolf jumps on them, just as their delights each uncovers
So blue moon new moon, harvest moon of just full
Which is the lover’s moon so my dreams I can fulfil?

© ~GG~ 21/12/2012

Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl | Year Posted 2012

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The Meaning Of Love

The Meaning of Love

Sitting on the water the moon dipping in his toes
Water rippling down, towards the sea it goes.
Making love under the moonlit sky so bright
As one together, on one never-to-be forgotten night.

Ripples of water matched by ripples of fear
Trembling together but not even near
Eons apart but matched in one thought
It cannot be stopped, it cannot be fought.

The moon need not be there, the river may dry up
The stars never seen, the wine they did not sup
Together they can be as one without even a touch
In thought and word only, the passion too much.

To fetch the passion to it’s desired end
Words of love and time one needs to spend
To come and reach the final conclusion
Together as one, it is no illusion.

Happiness can be reached though eons apart
Though time and circumstance tug at the heart
To never be alone in word thought or deed
Always to be there, when the other is in need.

© 22/12/2012 ~GG~

Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl | Year Posted 2012