Moon
Moon
Hope these words reach up to her soon
I love the beauty, they call the moon Harmonica,starts singing during the long lonely night
While bathing in the glow of her lush lovely light
Thinking surely the moon was as lonely as I,,
forever flowing across that endless night sky.
Soft glowing clouds trailing
Winds sending them sailing
Waltzing along to the tune I play
This melody only ends with the comming of a new day
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