Season Come Season Go

Season come and season go

Tis the moon change in the
Season

A neon orange moon glisten in
The night..

As the moon shine his brightest

Is there a light inside the moon

While that little boy sit’s and fishes
Off the moon

Can you see him all relax and laid
Back

With his fishing pole dangling off the
Tip of the moon

Can you see how cold the moon
Appear in the midst of January
Brew..

The season come and season go

The orange moon glisten in the
Night..

As

The frosty chill cover’s the land from

An age “ole” neon orange moon visit
The night.

Which being his time to shine in the
Midst of January brew

poem by Carolyn Sears
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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