Moonlight Through Blossoming Trees
Upon my chaise in moonlight breeze,
I hear sweet music from the trees,
Fragrant petals are wafting down,
With milky moonlight to the ground.
The night is replete with beauty,
Elegant trees whisper softly,
News of gently coming midnight,
But I'm lost in silver limelight!
Written on July 30, 2020
For Strand Completely New (15) Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Copyright © Evelyn Judy Buehler | Year Posted 2020
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