I gaze at the moon
Drawn to her beautiful light
Eyes lifted up to the heavens
while dew wets the ground at my feet
I gaze at the moon
Queen o'er the stars of the night
Marked by the stones of the ages
Yet still she is smiling and sweet
I gaze at the moon
Hung in the vastness of space
Marking the days of the seasons
The days of the ancientest year
I gaze at the moon
Sailing at orderly pace
Lighting the night for the creatures
By sending a beam through the drear
Categories:
ancientest, beautiful, moon, star,
Form: Verse