Poetry

The Moon

By 5th September 2008December 9th, 2019No Comments

The moon is a living being looking down on us
He lights our way and cares for us all
Earth is one of the many planets he sees each night

My friends and I think about the moon
Opening his eyes at dusk to guard us all
Often people dream about going there
Now dawn is breaking and he goes, until another night

Poppy Slevin

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