The moon was my companion
as I traveled to the show
lending me the comfort
of its silky silver glow,
everything was glistening
like crystal as I passed
the limbs adorned with trinkets
that the bitter storm amassed,
assurances of argent
helped reveal new fields to reap
which sparkled with such splendor
I don’t ever want to sleep.
Are You Reading Me?
5 comments:
You captured it! It was stunning in the sunlight but so majestic in the moonlight.
Almost make me wish for freezing rain...except for the treacherous roads and broken power lines. Nice visual, Bob!
Great poem!
I lke this a lot! it has some lovely rhyming words
wow, thanks everybody!!
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