Moon Harp
Under silver sign of pink poetess
She was born blue uniquely blessed
Like Tiffany glass are her rosy red remarks
Inspiring poetry despite brown broken heart
With a name so beautiful like flower bloom
Indigo imagine cherubs playing harps by moon
Could song be as long as reverie she inspires
Moon Harp is her name, her poetry is red fire
I can honestly say I’m in a writer’s block
Yellow kind words dipped in ink so hot
Purple pen paints phrases like polka dots
Writing little couplets from cranberry heart
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