By 3rd December 2007December 9th, 2019No Comments

A hunter’s moon strung heavens high
Lights up the starry evening sky.
Now while the earth in waiting sleeps’
How silently her shadow creeps
Across the silvery lunar glow,
And hides it in her dark shadow.
Then just as quietly slips away.
And moonbeams now come back to play
Their silver light across the land.
An image, painted by God’s hand.

Sue Carroll

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