I Talked To the Moon

I talk to the moon
Under the clear sky
Stars are falling
Like tears from a giant

I talk to the moon
In the freezing air
Stars are falling 
As if the giant smashed a glass

I talk to the moon
In the darkest forest
Stars are mocking me
So I’m crying like a baby

The moon told me
On the sandy shore
Stars are falling
Into the sea and die
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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