Moonlight’s Message
The waitz of the moon, encircled by
dancing stars, this crisp autumn night.
An orchestra of angels, sings a song.
That all, in God’s sweet world, is right.
9/19/2024
@ Panagiota Romios
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2024
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