The lonely moon

one night
the moon sits on
the clear pond
and sees
how beautiful she is
shining like
a mother pearl

she begins to sing
with the wind
and that night
the moon was never
lonely ever again.

alone perhaps
but so lovely!

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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