Another picture of moon?
Well I’m trying to capture someone.
Wanna know who it is?
(LOL …..)
Someone who has crumbled hair,
pointed nose,
pointed chin like a quarter moon,
wearing all black with a pointed hat,
and riding on a broom
with the moon as its background.
Get it?
(LOL…)
Yes, a witch!!!!
(LOL…)
Nope I’m just joking.
I just love the moon,
Standing still on a silence milieu.
.
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Soon as the evening shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth.
The moon is at her full, and riding high,
Floods the calm fields with light.
The airs that hover in the summer sky Are all asleep to-night.
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