Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Concerte poem: The Moon

The darkness of the night peirced by an ivory light. The beam shines down on the darkened face of the Earth like a spot light. Like the mother of Earth she watches her child sleep. The moon casts her ghostly glow around the world. She is the symbol of mystery, horror, and romance. Always admired from a far, she shares her beauty with all.

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