Poem: The Moon
A solitary hermit, alone in the night
sighs
Camouflaged when the sun shines
A mirror ball, splashing light upon our streets
sighs
The show is over and no-one cares
Lost in centuries of grief, the moon
cries
Will I ever be free?
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IMAGE: Moody Moon by Road Fun
1 Comment – Postiwch sylw
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Rhoddwyd sylw 66 mis yn ôl - 19th November 2010 - 19:03pm
I love this, it's so short, but so good. Nice