Moonchild
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Ladder's up to climb the moon
Dusk is drawing bits too soon
Still, my wee one, let's do try
Stardust spatters on the sky
Lady Luna's crescent chin
Just a jester's glowing grin
If you tickle that, her gleam
She'll be tending ... as you dream.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "The Free Verse Or Rhyme" Poetry Contest
Eve Roper, Judge & Sponsor.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2019
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