Night Wanderer
She looked up at
The moon as it sailed
Gracefully across the
Midnight sky.
It played hide & seek
Behind the dark gray clouds.
Her hair was a rose
And her eyes sapphire.
She walked along the
Midnight stream.
Silence surrounded her.
With not a care
In the world
She soaked up the
Peace of the Midnight.
The night was hers.
She was a Night Wanderer.
Copyright © Kelsee Evans | Year Posted 2006
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