The Lonely Moon
I sit on my porch, viewing the sky,
The lonely moon is there,
There amongst the clouds,
Distant sometimes a full moon, a half moon,
A quarter moon, a crescent moon,
The clouds drift by,
Nature's lonely parade.
copyright Gwen Schutz
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