Moments

I walked out front Then outside the other night Looking to the moon Then to the stars so bright I trudged down the road Down to lake Where only the bats and bugs Seemed to be awake The wind blew smoothly A calm gentle breeze Nothing else matter The world was at ease It was not cold The weather was the best But it wasn’t so warm That the bugs would be a pest So I sat down by the edge Gazing down below me I watched my blurry reflection As it became hard to see The few moments were treasure The calm and quiet night Not a thing could go wrong Not a thing would cause fright When I went home that night In my bed I lay I decided then I’d go back the next day

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