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To the Silver Moon
The silver moon against the indigo sky,
As I look and wonder will I ever find my true love
And if not why?
Each year I watched my sisters marry and move on,
All of them gone now even the youngest one.
I simply smiled to keep back the tears,
But it’s hard to keep smiling all these years.
So again Mr. Moon I ask when will it be?
When will some man notice me?
When will happiness end this misery?
Copyright ©
Louise Riveiro - Mitchell
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